Felix Williams
@Old Amsterdam
I was caught in the moment.
My emotions are getting the better of me.
Forget I said anything!
A multitude of responses to that very simple question crossed his mind but every single one was avoiding his true thoughts in favor of absolute dismissal. To push them away. In his mind all he wanted was to keep people away and be avoided, to spare them his tantrums and senseless rage, but his heart spoke different truths that could not be denied. The cold feeling of his hand, the warmth of hers, the shimmer in the sky..
"When I looked up.. It was like the universe was competing with you. But it knew it couldn't.. So you became one instead. Starlight shimmered through your hair and for just a brief moment I-"
Felix flexed his uninjured hand and avoided looking at her, his own face was red with embarrassment as the last words fought to stay hidden.
"I thought.. You were a.." A bit flustered he tried to spit it out and finally after a few moments of tense silence, he half-shouted. "I thought you were an angel!"
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@KRAZY J@liferusher@Kalleth@CriticalHit@Arya10108909@Raptra@Aiyanna@Regitnui@Pseudo Stygian@Hammerman@Stern Algorithm
Fifth and Fourth year students rose 15 minutes before midnight, putting on bright clothing and arming themselves with flashlights. It was tradition for them to encourage the first years into participation, explaining the tradition and the grand details of the event, after going to ever single door of the first years. At some point they would even get annoyingly insistent until the stubborn gave in to the demand of participation.
THE GATHERING POINT was the low-hanging gate at the front of the dormitory grounds, a 3 foot stone wall circling the building represented the boundary that students were not allowed to go past after curfew. Punishment for disobedience was usually a slap on the wrist and an escort back to the building.
Repeat offenders were forced to wash the hallway floors. One such student had spent close to an hour getting all the soot and ashes from the main building after a strange accident had charred them. Nobody knew why, with exception to maybe Kano. When all the students that could be roused to the front gate had finally gathered in the crisp nights air, the 'leader' of the event made a small announcement.
"First years! My gratitude to you for honoring this most humble of traditions, a legacy carried for over one hundred years at this academy. Legend speaks of the Haunting. For the first month of the school year our beloved academy is filled with the spirits of long deceased graduates who found their eternal rest interrupted by the dark influences of this Schools greatest failure. A violinist by the name of Jonah Marquise, whose hatred was channeled through a forbidden ritual that granted him the power to rouse to elements in open revolt!"
Alexander Wright, as he later introduced himself, pointed out to the pathway.
"To honor those that came before us, we display our courage by defying not only the rules but the history of fear laid down like the bricks of our homes here at the heart of this harmonious place of peace! The objective of the run is to be the first to reach the main Academy building doors, loop around the 'haunted fountain', then trek it back to the dormitories. But be warned! Do not wake the teachers who make their home within the academy proper and do not get caught by the spirits that wander in the darkness."
Alexander turned to the crowd and grinned.
"Lets go, shall we?"
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Each student was told to spread out along the forest line a five minutes walk away from the main path, the objective was to run in and find the path, follow it to the fountain, and follow it back. Far easier said than done! Indeed it was expected that many students would find their own fun in the forested area around the pathway.
The real objective was to go as far as you could into the black forest before calling 'out'. At which point it was explained that calling out would signal a friendly figure nearby to escort you out and back to the dorms. Those who ran into trouble were asked to 'show courage and fend off the attacker!
Those who were too afraid were asked to at least enjoy the chance to wander the treeline and talk with the other students, a social gathering as much as an event. Midnight snacks had been brought out to celebrate the yearly event. It was meant to be a bonding exercise devised to bring all students together and it usually had some very solid results.
"On your marks! Get set... GO!" Alexander threw his hand up and a jet of flame briefly lit up the area while darkening the shadows beyond the treeline. If a teacher was watching it they would come running so it was now or never.
(This will be difficult to track for me so do me a favor and try to be descriptive. You can get as far as the crossroads for now, or get lost, however you wanna do this. Stick together as a group, roll alone, whatever. Those interested in using your elements in actual combat please let me know via PM.)