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[Open] Pine Hills Academy (Mystery/ School RP)

Angelica Casey

It could not have been more than an hour, but Angelica had only planned to do a rather quick piece, and the sketch was almost completed. The radially-balanced drawing on her tablet expressed her view about the current situation where she was at, with the elements nearer to the sides and corners of the sheet being more harsh and packed closer to one another to represent the energetic and vibrant yet not-too-chaotic activity outside and those at or closer to the middle being more gentle and mellow with more space among them to reflect the ambiance of the hidden gem of a cafe where she was currently seated in.

Deciding to rest her eyes for a bit, she looked up from her device and leaned back in her seat, just in time to spot a blonde girl leaving the place with her purchases. Scanning the area, she was slightly surprised to see that everyone else had left apart from herself and a brunet who seemed to be studying. She wondered if there was a reason for the cafe being so empty on a day such as this one. Surely there were more students who would appreciate the peace and quiet of such a place, especially considering how busy it looked to be outside. The boy who was studying had the same textbooks she did, which led her to assume that he too, was a new student. Could it be that the older students knew something about this location that the freshies did not?

She shook her head slightly to clear her thoughts, and took another sip of her drink. That would be crazy, would it not? Perhaps she was just thinking too much. She glanced back down at her drawing, deciding to add a mood of mysteriousness to that central part of the piece when she colored it. She saved her work and put her tablet to sleep, wanting to spend the rest of her time at the cafe resting and enjoying what was left of her latte. The blissful atmosphere of the place suddenly seemed slightly heavier after that weird idea had popped into her head, but it was still hardly sufficient to drive her away.

[Open] Pine Hills Academy (Mystery/ School RP)

Angelica Casey

The dormitories were easy to get to, considering there were herds of new students heading for them. A few of the more vocal ones were asking around to find their dormitory mates, and Angelica only had to tag along with the group that had mentions of heading to Curie. Upon arriving at her assigned dormitory and finding her room, she entered with her given key and immediately made her way over to the window and threw it open. After taking a short moment to appreciate the pleasant view it was framing as well as the fresh air, she promptly proceeded to settle in and unpacked her belongings, wanting to spend the rest of the time before the start of classes to rest and familiarize herself with the campus.

She slipped a few of her possessions into her rather flashy and brightly-colored satchel she was to take with her after she was satisfied with the arrangement in her room (she had often been told that she had loud tastes for someone so quiet), and grabbing her printed copy of the campus map, she left to have a look around. Most of the leisure places and service providers seemed to be pretty central for the students, and teenagers were everywhere as she strolled along browsing whatever the area had to offer. She could only imagine what a ghost town the place must be during classes.

Coming across a peaceful and sparsely-populated cafe, she decided to take a break and relax a little inside. She ordered a cup of Earl Grey tea latte and took a seat at a table in the corner. She took another glance at the activity outside through the glass partition, comparing it to the tranquil environment of the cafe. Deciding that this was a decent place to work on some art, she pulled her drawing tablet out of her bag and started on an abstract composition while occasionally taking a sip of her warm beverage.

[Open] Pine Hills Academy (Mystery/ School RP)

Angelica Casey

Between the time of her arrival and that when the elderly staff member eventually called for everyone's attention had been the expected activity - students standing around alone, bidding their loved ones goodbye, or socializing with their soon-to-be schoolmates. Well, mostly anyway, with the exception of word going round that teen idol Alex Pearson was enrolling at the academy this year. Angelica was relatively familiar with his music, though, she would not consider herself a fan. When the elderly woman's voice rang through the car park requesting for all the students move in closer, she took her luggage and approached her together with the others to catch whatever was being said.

The welcome speech started off like any other, until the rather awkward part, in her opinion, about how they were all here because they were "talented enough to pass the academy's state-of-the-art examinations". It was as if the professor had gone out of her way to either compliment all of them or boast about the status of Pine Hills. Angelica figured that it was likely the latter, and her confusion then turned into slight indignation when she recalled that apart from those who were here on scholarship, the rest of the cohort, or the vast majority of them were here not just because of their talents but also because they could afford it.

The list of rules was nothing out of the ordinary, albeit probably slightly stricter. It was no surprise that an institution like Pine Hills would be that cautious about its image, after all. She subconsciously nodded in understanding along with several other students when the professor had stopped speaking, before discreetly glancing around to see if anybody was going to comment or ask a question.

[Open] Pine Hills Academy (Mystery/ School RP)

Angelica Casey

"Rise and shine, sleepyhead."

Letting out a muffled groan, the teenage girl stirred and turned to face the older, better-kempt version of herself in the driver's seat as the latter spoke up again. "We're here. All the best, have fun, and I'll see you when I see you, I guess."

"Thank you..." Angelica muttered, running a hand through her flyaway but strangely-presentable auburn locks before she exited the sleek champagne vehicle.

She had nothing else to say to her sister, who was nearly as reticent as she was. However, it was clear that just like their parents, Antonia was hardly excited for her. Not that it mattered to Angelica, for regardless of how they felt about the whole situation, she was relieved to know that she would be spending some time away from them. She could use the change in environment, and perhaps she would get to be around more open-minded people. Surely many of these students cared about working on what they loved more than simply making tons of money, right? Of course, it would be absolutely fantastic if one could end up doing both, but even if she could not, her priority was set.

Angelica fumbled slightly as she gathered her belongings from the trunk, but eventually managed to sort herself out. She slammed it shut and gave Antonia a thumbs-up, signalling that she was good to go. She watched the car drive off for a couple of seconds before turning her attention to the building which stood just behind the entrance gates. Any drowsiness she had still been experiencing from her little nap on the way to the academy immediately vanished as she marveled at its lovely architecture. Grabbing the professional compact camera that hung from her neck, she proceeded to capture the beauty of the structure with several snaps.

She then lowered her camera with a subtle sigh of satisfaction before noting the presence of an older woman right at the gates. Observing that she had a clipboard, Angelica assumed her to be the staff member in charge of registration, but it seemed that she was waiting for the right time to address everyone who had gathered.

[Open] Pine Hills Academy (Mystery/ School RP)

Angelica

Angelica Casey

"Redhead girl (4)" by Junica-Hots licensed under CC BY-NC-ND 3.0

Age: 15

Gender: Female

D.O.B: 30th October 2005

Scholarship? No.

Preferred dormitory: Curie

Additional Classes:
Mondays: Drama + Politics
Tuesdays: Art + Physical Education
Wednesdays: Spanish + Computer Science
Thursdays: Geography + Sociology
Fridays: History + Psychology

Health problems: Angelica is allergic to peanuts.

Personality: Having a nonchalant, withdrawn, and even gloomy demeanor most of the time, Angelica appears to be the stereotypical brooding artist. Although not intentional, her reclusiveness can be perceived as arrogance. She has a tendency to isolate herself and is very focused on any task she works on. She has a keen interest in the visual arts and spends most of her free time on her digital and traditional drawings and paintings as well as some photography. She does not dislike STEM subjects, however, and still does adequately well in them. Her words can be unpredictable, from brutal honesty towards another to an unexpected revelation about herself. She can be amused occasionally, and in spite of how she may seem, she is actually quite a curious individual.

Brief Bio: Angelica was raised by a couple of highly-paid doctors, and being expected to enter the medical field like her parents and older sister, she became the lesser favored of the two girls when she had expressed her interest in art and that she aspired to have a career in graphic design. Her family strongly believed that art was a waste of time, and that her career choice was impractical. Angelica remained firm on her decision for years, knowing that drawing in loads of cash would mean nothing if she did not enjoy doing what she was. Although still blatantly unsupportive, her parents eventually accepted that their daughter was not going to change her mind, and let her enroll into an academy that offered her the flexibility she preferred.

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[Open] Pine Hills Academy (Mystery/ School RP)

@AnyAlex Been looking at this for awhile and finally decided to join in, if you'll have me.

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The Job af the Assassin and Life of the Prince

Eliezer felt trapped. He was tired of it all, tired of running into issues he believed he neither had the confidence nor skill to handle, tired of having the fates of thousands potentially depending on every decision he had to make. Was he not born and bred for such a responsibility? Why then, was he feeling so inadequate? Perhaps it was because most other young royals likely managed not to get involved with an enemy of their state, or so he would assume. He wondered about how much more he could take, thinking that his earlier conversation with that mysterious woman was a sign that he was slipping into insanity. Once again, he felt the desire to leave it all, but this time more than ever. Was this a show of his incompetence, as he had believed the entire time, or simply one of his humanity?

He was jolted out of his thoughts when two figures suddenly appeared at the balcony, stumbling back as the first darted past him into the room. The second was Shadow, who expressed concern for the prince before directing his attention to the strange symbols that had appeared on the back of his hand. Eliezer was still pondering on what to say in response to the assassin's first question when he was prompted to look at his hand. He could only stare in stunned silence at the markings for a good long moment, knowing for certain that it was not a hallucination this time since Shadow could see it as well. He was unsure if that was better or worse, however, for he was at a lost as to what to make of this too. While he slowly reached up with his other hand to curiously run his fingers over them, the conversation that Amy was having with the older man about what was on Raven's hand peaked his interest.

Eliezer nodded to Shadow, signalling for the assassin to enter the room with him, and approached the man whom he understood was the assassins' master and adoptive father. "Despite my wish that our meeting was under better circumstances, it is still a pleasure, sir. If I may..."

He knelt by Raven's side and glanced over the back of her hand, finding the symbols on it to be similar to the ones on his. He was not one to believe in magic, but how could he not when such an unexplainable phenomenon was taking place before his very eyes? It then dawned on him that what he had experienced earlier with that silver-haired maiden was probably real and not just all in his head, but who was she, and what do these symbols mean? He already knew that Raven was the heir to the throne of Lunar, was this a supernatural gift bestowed upon the Lunarian royal bloodline? Perhaps his father was somehow aware of this. The king's intention to end this bloodline would make so much sense if this was true. Eliezer wanted to discuss this with Raven's companions, but he knew that he had to be cautious when revealing information about her.

He turned back to the assassin master. "Sir, what do you know of Lady Omrea's origins?"