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Using both her middle fingers of each hand to rub each side of her head in repetitive circular motions to back and forth motions, Aira could feel the throbbing going down, thankfully. Once she decided to let her fingers take a break, she noticed how quiet it has become in the courtyard.

Until a few seconds later, she could hear the eerie sounds of fast footsteps getting closer and closer to her direction. The girl tried to make out of was causing the sounds, but the lamp posts were too dim to be able to assist.
The figures started to appear a bit clearer as they neared Aira, but still barely visible due to the dark of night; it was enough for her to know it was the two students she’d seen earlier after that peculiar exchange between the headmaster and the masked stranger.
"Hey girl, did you see that?" The female voice from one of them called out at her.
“We three might not have been the only ones to have seen something. If this girl saw anything at all...” Another masculine voice followed as he glanced down at Aira who was stuck onto her seat, frozen with alert painted on her face. “I don't like crazy conclusions unless this was some illegal business transaction or ransom or something.” He continued with a rather serious tone.

“I-I..” Aira tried to mutter out an answer of whatever she could think of until she saw both of them momentarily distracted. Her words halted to a complete stop as she watched them avert their eyes towards the window of where the party was happening, only to see a silhouette of someone lightly gesturing at them, possibly trying to signal a message. Aira leaned closer with furrowed brows, trying to catch a glimpse out of the darkness of who was that and what on earth was he or she doing, before watching the person turn to head back towards the party at the next moment. This flustered Aira with irritation as she bolted up from her seat. “Does everything have to be so dark around here?” She irked to herself.

Whispering a short chant, a ball of fire, not too big in size, immediately sparked from Aira’s own bare hands as she carefully levitated and shone it just above their heads. It illuminated their little circle, enough for Aira to finally take a better look at the two peers and not too bright to the point it attracts a considerable amount of attention.
“Finally.” Aira took a moment to exhale from relief as she eventually decided to return from where they left off. “I guess you two were much closer to the scene.” She remarked, jerking her head towards where the shady business with the headmaster happened. “I may have seen some of it, yeah. If you’re counting whoever was that dude up there,” Aira lazily pointed at the window of the party. “That makes four of us witnesses.” The girl lightly snickered.

After taking a few seconds to watch over the ball of fire hovering above them, Aira turned back towards the window of the party, trying to recall whatever that person tried to do, or rather, tell them. He or she must’ve seen something, no doubt. The view up there must’ve been much clearer than from where she stood. Unless he or she came by towards the end of the interaction, Aira found herself lowkey wishing that whatever that person saw, they wouldn’t do anything that would worsen the flames.

When she reached the end of her train of thoughts, another bright light from another window that glistened seemed to have caught the girl off guard. As Aira turned towards it, she could eerily see somebody visibly paying a huge amount of interest, what with hands cupped around her eyes and entire face glued upon the window, looking right at their direction.

Aira froze, face shrunk into a state of “yikes”, as her eyes met with whoever was on that window sill. “…Make that five of us.” The girl added.
How is everyone doing?


Today was pretty yucky..
Messed up a speaking test big time and I wasn't able to work on my assignment all that much. But on the bright side, I got no more classes for the rest of the week.
And congratulations on those maternity pics with the wifey!!
@OliveYou@Ken
Welcome to the RP! :D
Aira carefully levitated 2 red cups of party mix and a bag of chips across the air, carefully trying not to spill any drops of the beverage or hit anyone that was either scaling across walls or flying to every corners of the room. The party lights would flash their bright colors, disrupting Aira's view, so the task required an extra tint of focus and caution.
Halfway through, the girl started to feel her energy drain and focus getting lighter - her mission failed to avoid any spills that a few drops dripped down on someone's head. Luckily, instead of negatively pointing it out, the person eyed the floating cups and bag and expressed amusement with loud shouts of "Woah!"

The beverages and snacks safely reached its destination as Aira swiftly settled them just above the heads of her newly made companions who warmly welcomed her to the Academy.
"Take it as a 'Nice to meet you" gift." The young girl expressed to them with a warm smile filled with gratitude. It has only been her first few months in the academy, and things around her new environment seemed to have been going smoothly. People there never judged, and she felt safer to be herself and her powers weren't feared or ridiculed, rather praised.

A few minutes of laughter and chatting went by, Aira's head started to give light throbs. Not surprisingly, from using her powers of telekinesis. And loud, blasting music clearly wasn't helping.
The girl excused herself from the company and, with sheer efforts of slithering her way past the crowd in the room and enduring a few more minutes of headache, she made it to the door and pushed it open, welcoming herself to the dormitory corridor. She eyed her surrounding from left to right, people were still hanging around the corridor halls. Perhaps, the girl was looking for a place that's more in complete silence. Her first few weeks of roaming around the academy, she was familiar enough to think about the academy courtyard first.
"Perfect." She muttered to herself.

The night was silent, the lamp post dimmed weakly but the weather was cool as the wind blew. Aira could already feel herself getting better.
She loved company, but recharging one's self is no doubt vital for an ambivert such as her liking. Not to mention her power.
The courtyard had benches that freely welcomed her and nobody seemed to be around, or so she thought.

Just at the far distance, her peace was cut off by distant sounds of a crying infant. The girl's body jolted to a halt while making her way to the nearest bench, and tried to make out of the scenario that was happening.
If she wasn't mistaken, her eyes landed on the academy Headmaster that held a weeping boy in his arms. His name sounded quite distinctive, as she only heard of it a few times before. Outterbridge? Outrige?
On the other side of the book was a cloaked stranger, who disappeared the next sight.

As the girl tried to piece the puzzle all together, the place was once again empty... for a few moments. As she finally made her way to the bench and took deep breathes, her sight caught of a figure climbing down the building with the use of a rope. This made the girl lightly flinch and continued to watch him 'till he reached the ground safely. His voice echoed out to call, seeming as to target someone's attention. There the girl found another silhouette rise up just beyond the fountain.

After a closer look, the figure behind the fountain was a female while the other one with the rope was a male. Older students, no mistaking. Aira was certain enough to have seen them a few or more times around the academy. Names, however, still remain a mystery.
Remembering what she came here for, Aira decided to leave them both to their own peace. Little chit chats can be heard but the place was big enough for three.
Slouching back on the bench and after a few inhales of clean air, the girl realized that her headache just got worse.
-Name; Aira Crest

-Age; 17 years old

-Appearance;

-Backstory; As they say, there are both good and bad witches, gifted or cursed with inhumane powers, used to either help or torment others. However, Aira tends to hold a different story.

Aira’s family, consisting of her mother and aunt, kept her true nature hidden since the day she was born. Though they knew they couldn't stop the inevitable and would have to confront her about it one day, it was only a matter of time where they had no other choice but to disclose it out of force when Aira was just 16 years old.
One night, she and her mother had been involved in a public assault by strangers, attempting to murder if they don’t do as they are told. Helpless with anger, the girl looked into their eyes with pure demise, feeling the rush of blood boiling up to her ears, only to suddenly witness the next moment where her assaulters burst into flames.
Aira’s panic rose until she watched her mother bravely take a step and chant a prayer-like spell upon the burning figures. The flames shriveled down to reveal not people, but birds that swiftly fluttered away.

It was a long night for Aira. For her to sink in that her ancestral line had consisted of witchcraft and sorcery. That she had powers that she never knew she held. Following events only made young Aira shift from one emotion to another. Hoping it was all just a pure misconception, she attempted to brush it all away, only for things to eventually become worse. What happened that night continued to haunt her in her slumber that she set her own bed on fire. She noticed she strangely felt no discomfort or pain from the flames, only for her aunt and mother to barge into her room in the next moment. Appearing unusually calm in a red, lit up room, she eyes them as they cast a strange spell for the flames to disappear and, what more, for her own room and bed to look as if nothing has happened.

A year passed, both Aira’s guardians believed that with Aira’s curiosity rising above the roof, it would be time for her to go more in-depth with their history as well as gain the chance to properly study an extensive number of spells that she can be capable of performing. And they knew no other perfect place but The Academy. With her new soon-to-be environment, Aira wishes that the path she takes into The Academy will make her into a well-defined witch, or as she prefers to call herself, a sorceress.

“You can be a good or a bad witch. You possess another great power; you get to decide which one you want to be.”

-Abilities/Weakness; After the incidents and in a span of a year, Aira was given the chance to study a few numbers of spells taught by her aunt and mother. It takes perfection for a spell to come out successfully, so learning a spell can cost Aira an extensive amount of time and patience to excel.

Aira’s main power is fire which, at times, can have a distinct connection with her emotions. The more she can control herself, the more controlled her powers with fire can be. She can produce fire from her bare hands, make fire disappear and inevitably be a danger if she can get out of control with her feelings. Imagine a whole room bursting into flames because of stress.
Other than being able to perfect and gain strict control over her powers with fire, she was able to perfect other few spells like being able to heal physical pain, make herself shape-shift into a phoenix, and perform telekinesis; being able to control physical elements using her mind and energy, in which this spell can cause great exhaustion for Aira's body when and after being used.

Ironically, water and ice would be one of the few of Aira’s discomforts at times. Other than being able to take a shower, but a bath (and in cold water!!) is a whole other story.

-Personality; Other than curiosity and determination completely enveloping her whole being, she knows there is more to than the idea of witches being evil and performing evil traditions. Aira became more than prepared to risk it all to find out all about her origins. She knew she was far from done.

Young Aira can be a very studious person, burying herself in her studies and work, especially when it involves practicing spells. She can be easily irritated if someone tends to break her train of focus. Other than that, Aira is a warm-hearted dear, someone who you can easily form a light companionship with. A kind, humerous young lady with quite a charming persona. But like all humans with flaws, she can be forgiving, but if you push any wrong-doings on her, best believe she'll find a way to push it all back.
@PokimKyOshi We're actually planning something as of now, if you're still interested we'll tag you when the OOC is up.


Cool! And yes, please hehe. That'd be really great! And if you still need some help with the planning, I'm willing to lend in a hand.
YIKES IM LATE
Has it started in another RP already??

@Raptra @King Tai
@Katthaj@Weird Tales
Hopefully, this one sounds alright?


Kinda got my eye on this one myself! I'll try and see if I can make a CS on this.
Unless it's a full house already?
This looks fun for starters! Hopefully you're still accepting?



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