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BlackBrick Academy [CatMint and Winds of Fate] - {Mature}

Ambrose started to fidget as he listened anxiously to Caleb's response. Oh my god I can't do this. He repeated over and over in his head. "I can't skip on the first day!" He shook his head and started to pace frantically back and forth. It was possible to book it back to his dorm to pick up his schedule and hopefully not be too late to his first class. Ambrose didn't think he could act like everything was okay, like he wasn't on the verge of having another breakdown. But he had to at least try.

"Right. We should meet up as a group after classes today. Discuss our plan." He said and shook his head as he imagined Samantha in her blood soaked clothes. Although she got the group into this mess, she was the best person to get them out of it. It was clear she knew how to handle something like this. "Uh. No nothing comes to mind." Ambrose said absent-mindedly as he started to pick up his things, not really paying attention to Caleb and instead trying to get ready to leave as fast as he could.

Ambrose had moved his way to the door of the dorm room, but paused when Caleb's voice become low and tender. Ambrose was silent a long moment as he listened the request. Ambrose stared at Caleb with piercing hazel eyes, which were impossible to decipher the thoughts behind them. "I... Listen about the kiss..." He trailed off and shook his head, "No. I'm sorry, but after everything... I can't." Ambrose spun on his heel and fled from the room, face burning and heart thumping loudly in his ears. He sprinted back to his dorm, his blonde roommate had already left for class. He found his class schedule after frantic searching and then proceeded to rush to his first hour.

BlackBrick Academy [CatMint and Winds of Fate] - {Mature}

Ambrose snorted and shook his head again at Caleb's response. His eyes had already grown heavy, but now it was impossible to hold them open. As soon as Caleb had drifted off into a slumber, Ambrose let his head flop back onto the couch pillow. The bottle of vodka slipped from his hand, clanking onto the floor and slowly poured its contents onto the rug.

Ambrose was consumed by a deep sleep, dreaming of nothing except darkness. He awoke with a yelp from the alarm clock blaring. Ambrose found himself lay half off the couch in a heap of limbs and his eyes widened in bewilderment until he remembered how he got to where he was. He groaned, rubbing his pounding forehead. He only realized Caleb was awake as well when he heard him shout a curse of pain. "Morning." He said in a sulky voice, clearly not having a good morning.

The lethary of sleep and dizziness from the hangover still clouded his mind, but he slowly forced himself to sit upright. "Jesus..." he murmured to himself as he tried to comprehend everything that has happened in the short amount of time he had been at BlackBrick. "Er- yeah I'm up." He croaked and forced himself to stand up. "What the hell are we supposed to do now?"

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BlackBrick Academy [CatMint and Winds of Fate] - {Mature}

He burst out into a fit of giggles at Caleb's response. "You're silly." He snorted and draped himself across the couch. "That's a big leap to assume any random dude would be into me, the big anxious mess." A shake of his head expressed his doubt. "You ever consider I want to be alone?" Ambrose shot back, there was a small bite to his words. "Maybe I'm the cruel one."

Ambrose raised his arms above his head, examining his tawny brown hands. They were slender, delicate even. Ambrose glanced back at Caleb just in time to see him nearly finish his bottle. Ambrose immediately recognized the sly smirk cross Caleb's face, a smirk Ambrose had seen many times before. He had noticed that kind look tossed at him before, but in this situation it merely perplexed him. "What I think of you?" Ambrose paused to think about it, head tilting back to reveal his shaped jawline.

"A little dumb. But genuinely kind, I think." Ambrose said bluntly, having no filter due to the consumed vodka. He shrugged and returned his hazel gaze to Caleb. "I'm only dying to find out why you've taken an interest in me. I mean, I just came to the party on a whim."

BlackBrick Academy [CatMint and Winds of Fate] - {Mature}

He leaned in as Caleb began his story. It was strange to know about how Caleb entered the world of magic, and at such a young age too. Ambrose never really had the luxury of such daydreams for most of his childhood. And for a split second Ambrose felt a twinge of jealously. "Oh, wow..." He murmured before taking another gulp of the vodka. "You most be really good at magic if you've studied under the headmaster..." Ambrose wondered why the headmaster took such an interest in Caleb, but his attention snapped back to Caleb once he moved onto answering the next question.

Ambrose nodded along as Caleb began his story, but his eyes widened once Caleb paused suddenly and struggled with continuing on. "Listen, you don't have to..." Ambrose's voice trailed off as Caleb picked it back up. He sat in stunned silence as Caleb's voice rose with pain and anger, as if reliving the memories right before him. "Jesus, I'm sorry..." Ambrose managed out once Caleb had finished. He took another gulp as he sat there awkwardly, "No one should go through that kind of heartbreak."

His shoulder's relaxed once Caleb calmed down, changing the subject onto him. "Er, I don't think you need to watch out for anyone from my past. I'm... I let left them behind a long time ago." He swallowed thickly and closed his eyes briefly. "And no. no one has claimed my heart." He responded as he reopened his gaze upon Caleb. Ambrose maintained eye contact before breaking it suddenly, focusing on the bottle. It was now half full, which explained why Ambrose could barely focus on much of anything. But at least it dulled the sorrow and horror that surrounded the two of them. "I-I mean, I don't think that kind of thing is ever gonna happen for me. It's never worked out. People are just too cruel."

BlackBrick Academy [CatMint and Winds of Fate] - {Mature}

With an exhale, Ambrose shifted in his seat. Nodding, Ambrose murmured "Okay... I was... Just making sure." He shuddered as he thought back to how Samantha was covered in blood. It wasn't right that she placed the blame on someone else, but maybe it was worth it to dodge the consequences of their actions. Maybe they could solve this themselves. But a cold feeling in the pit of Ambrose's stomach told him different.

While Caleb was washing up, Ambrose had settled deeper into the couch. He had covered his face with his hands, curling up tight. He still couldn't keep those awful images out of his head. Caving, Ambrose stood up and searched the room relentlessly. Finally he emerged victorious once he uncovered a bottle of vodka that had seemed to be forgotten. Pulling off the lid, Ambrose took a hearty swig and settled back down. Once Caleb emerged, Ambrose held up the bottle. "Just something to take the edge off." He explained with a light shrug. Maybe it was a bad idea to indulge in his bad habits, but right now, Ambrose needed it.

"I don't think I even can go to sleep." He said with a dry laugh, "Warning though, I'm not usually the best conversationalist." Ambrose took another gulp, exhaling heavily as he felt the alcohol burn his throat. "Right. Hm, how long have you known... About this world of magic?" Ambrose asked with a tilt of his head, "And, er," He cleared his throat uncomfortably, "What was your last significant other like?"

BlackBrick Academy [CatMint and Winds of Fate] - {Mature}

Ambrose had been taken back how the adorned and large Caleb's room was. It was clear he had a privileged lifestyle. But hey, it was nice for once to be around expensive things. Even if it made Ambrose feel slightly out of place. Despite the undeniable chemistry him and Caleb shared, the difference between their two worlds was sometimes jarring.

Ambrose obediently followed Caleb to his closet, which turned how to be even larger. "Fucking hell dude..." He muttered, eyes trailing over the rows of clothes. Ambrose snorted at Caleb's explanation, "I don't know...This looks like you're getting along with it pretty well." Ambrose commented bluntly, but he paused "Thanks though." His tone turned gentler. Ambrose was well aware that Caleb had good intentions, and for whatever reason, he treated Ambrose with kindness. Ambrose waited until Caleb left to check on the others to looks for something suitable. After a bit of digging Ambrose ended up with a over sized shirt, and loose shorts. But with the length of his shirt, it gave the illusion at first glance that Ambrose was wearing only the shirt. After pulling on some socks, he rejoined the group in the main room.

Jeremy sat close to Ariana, who he knew a littler bit better then everyone else in the room. His eyes were wide and wild, darting across the room every few seconds. "Where's Samantha? She said she was coming back right?" Jeremy babbled, mostly to himself at this point. Ambrose approached hesitantly, arms crossed as he took his place next to Caleb. His mouth was set in a tight-lipped line, his gaze hardened. And his expression only darkened once Sam reappeared. Jeremy, on the other hand, looked like he was going to cry from relief once he saw her.

Amrbose stepped forward, "What the fuck! Shouldn't we just get help from people who actually know what to do?" He burst out, but Samantha had already left. Jeremy stood up, and strode over to Ambrose. He stabbed a finger at Ambrose's chest, "No! We follow Sam's plan, do you know what could happen if they know we caused this?!"

Ambrose slapped Jeremy's hand away, the two glared at each other intensely until finally Jeremy broke the staring contest. "No... I'm going to go help Sam out." Jeremy muttered, as if he had suddenly grew very tired. Jeremy left the room with one final glare shot at Ambrose.

Ambrose made a noise of disgust once Jeremy had left, and collapsed down on the couch next to Caleb. "Yeah. I... Just wanted fun too." He said, a look of defeat flashing across his face. He let his black curls fall over his eyes as he settled onto the cushion. "Can we even banished the monster that did that?" Ambrose asked, to no one in particular. But suddenly his hazel gaze snapped back to Caleb, "Did Samantha mean to do this?" Ambrose knew that asking Caleb that might just upset him, but he needed to know if Caleb thought there was any chance she would want to cause anything like this.

BlackBrick Academy [CatMint and Winds of Fate] - {Mature}

Ambrose flinched as Caleb's knuckles cracked against the wall. He watched with wild eyes, widened and unblinking. It just showed how poorly he was handling the situation. Stiffly, he was led to the unkempt bed, to which he sat down on. "I don't think everything is going to be fine." He croaked, staring blankly at the ground.

Ambrose only winced as Caleb took care of the wound, which had thankfully stopped bleeding due to the care. Ambrose still didn't quite understand why Caleb treated him so gently, with so much kindness. A part of him wanted to lean into it, and yet most of it was just screaming at him that Caleb couldn't be trusted. Yet, even with that Ambrose caved into his own desires, which Ambrose wasn't sure if he regretted or not. But that didn't matter now, Ambrose could only see the images of corpses every time he closed his eyes.

"It's not your fault." Ambrose spoke suddenly, "It's all of our faults." He hissed, gaze drifting from each person involved with the ritual. Ambrose was silent for a minute, before wiping the last of his tears and stood up suddenly. He nodded stiffly and made his way to the bathroom. "Yes. I think I'll do that." Ambrose shut the door behind him, stripping down and turning on the shower head. Ambrose turned the water to fiery temperatures, barely aware of it. He stood there for a long time, staring at the white tile until he finally refocused enough to wash himself. Ambrose emerged with a towel wrapped loosely around his torso. He approached Caleb, ignoring the eyes of the others and held out his hand for the clothes Caleb had offered.

BlackBrick Academy [CatMint and Winds of Fate] - {Mature}

"Wouldn't dream of it." Ambrose shot back in response to Samantha, following her down the steps. Ambrose entered the room hesitantly, "Wow, this is full blown witchcraft..." He murmured to himself as he took in the props set up in the basement. He stood awkwardly off to the side, watching Samantha bend her boy toy to her will. God, he really hoped Ambrose didn't look that way around Caleb. He plopped down onto the cushion, blinking heavily as he forced himself to focus at the task on hand.

"Thanks for the ringing endorsement," He muttered and rubbed his eyes, his eyebrows raised at Sam's next comment though. "Hah." He responded dryly, but quickly shut his mouth to listen carefully to the incantation. He mouth the words back to himself, committing it to memory. Ambrose nodded and leaned back on his hands, "So... Is there a specific reason why we're summoning a goddess of fertility? I don't plan on having children-" Ambrose stopped when he spotted the knife, the blade glinting harshly in the light. His eyes darted from Sam and Caleb. Then to the other two bystanders, both of which didn't seemed to disturbed by the development. Especially not Samantha's companion.

Ambrose fell silent as the knife was passed to each person. He watched Caleb hesitate, but even he still gave in. So when the knife was pushed into his hands, Ambrose didn't say a word of protest. "Fuck." He hissed as he pressed the blade into his skin, accidentally nicking it too deeply. Blood splurted from his palm, pouring into the chalice before Ambrose jerked his hand back and gripped his wound tightly. "Shit. Sorry." Ambrose passed the chalice back to Samantha and waited for her instruction.

The five of them chanted in unison, a chilling harmony rose in their voices as they completed the incantation. Then the lights flashed violently, and the atmosphere grew heavy. As if a weight was weighing heavily on their chests, pushing down. Ambrose nearly gasped out at the energy that burst through the room. But as soon as it had started, it had suddenly stopped. He heard faintly Caleb calling to him, but Ambrose was more concerned why an eerie silence had taken a hold of the house. The murmur of the crowd and the pounding of the music had stopped suddenly.

Ambrose let himself be pulled along by Caleb, clutching his wounded hand to his chest as he was led up to the main room. A chill was sent down his spine before he even rounded the corner with Caleb. "What happened..." Ambrose choked as he registered the bloodied scene before him. His knees gave out as he took the red soaked walls and the mangled corpses littering the floor. Bile rose up and burned his throat, unable to hold back, Ambrose heaved onto the tile. "Oh god, oh god." Was all he managed out, and was only vaguely aware of Caleb comforting Alex. Tears blurred his vision but he cast a accusatory glare up at Samantha, "What the fuck kind of spell did you make us do?" He spat out.

But then Caleb rushed to his side, speaking to him softly. Ambrose shook his head, and wiped his eyes. Before he knew it, he was back in Caleb's room. Safe. It was then he started to shake and choke back a sob.

BlackBrick Academy [CatMint and Winds of Fate] - {Mature}

Ambrose's eyes slid shut as he basked in the feeling of Caleb. He gripped Caleb harder, letting himself be pulled and anchored to him. His lips moved in time, the kiss deepening until suddenly Caleb pulled away. Ambrose felt as if he was only emotions and feelings and colors until reality crashed back down. He jerked back as he registered the voice and glare of Samantha. Ambrose felt his face heat up at being caught. But unlike usual, he was able to shake it off the crippling embarrassment.

Ambrose also staggered to his feet, using the wall momentarily to prop himself up. "Wha-? Oh yeah I'm fine." He breathed, rolling his shoulders. It seemed he was significantly less drunk now, and more of a tired tipsy. "Er... About that, I'm sorry if-" His gaze drifted and he stopped talking when he noticed the amount of people who were watching the two. Some eyes were trained specifically on Caleb, and others were sizing up Ambrose. "Never mind." Ambrose grunted and started to follow Samantha's path to the basement. "Come on, we're going right?" He asked as he glanced back at Caleb.

BlackBrick Academy [CatMint and Winds of Fate] - {Mature}

Ambrose was almost ready to back away, ready to be left behind. The man who had taken his place was tall and handsome, gazing down with a confident blue eyes. But he was startled when he was reeled back in by Caleb by the hip. He glanced back at the man who had propositioned Caleb, whose facial features had twisted into one of distaste as his stare shifted between the pair. Ambrose met his glare with a dopey grin, "You heard him." Ambrose jabbed before Caleb pulled him away from the crowd. Ambrose had to admit, it felt pretty good to be the first choice instead of the last.

Ambrose slumped down next to Caleb, still panting as he leaned his forehead against the cool wall. Another giggle erupted from his throat, "Hah! It's something I don't do often." He paused and gestured to the whole room, "I don't do any of this often anymore." Ambrose fell silent for a moment, watching the crowd move. It was clear most of the people now were wasted or high as a kite. It brought back memories, some he didn't want to think about right now. So he snapped his attention back to Caleb. Who, even while drunk, seemed to radiate light in whatever room he was in.

Ambrose reached over and fiddled with the shirt on Caleb's shoulder. With the alcohol, still pumping through him, Ambrose didn't really think much about his actions like usual. He just did whatever was his first impulse. His hand trailed from the shirt back to Caleb's hair. "I... Uh, appreciate the hospitality you've shown since I've arrived here." A breathy laugh escaped his lips, and his hazel eyes were heavy-lidded. Ambrose leaned slightly forward, parting his lips slightly, hoping Caleb would get the hint.