Sorry for the double post, but next week we'll be moving onto the first day of classes. Feel free to wrap up any interactions or react to the weirdness that just happened. Even characters in their rooms could have seen the event outside, so don't feel like it had to be missed if your character had decided to go off on their own!
Ms. Suzuki split her attention between the grumpy secretary and most students that passed, offering a few warm words of welcome. Rio didn't entirely understand why the woman put so much effort into it, but at the very least she got the gist of what she was going to be doing. And by that she meant she was probably going to ditch as soon as she had the chance; no way was she going to spend all her free time at a computer doing nothing but talking to people on her free time. Besides, hardly anyone even approached her--anyone that came around was more interested in getting to their dorm or talking to Ms. Suzuki.
And speaking of the devil, the old hag had finally given her her full attention, positively beaming at Rio's unsatisfied look. "Alright then, I expect you right here after your classes tomorrow," She informed her cheerfully. "If you don't show up, I'll have to go looking for you, so make sure you're on time, alright?"
"Mhm," Rio only offered a noise of confirmation, all too glad to slip out of the desk and snatching her own room key. Walking towards the hall with every intent to spend the rest of her free time in her room, she jumped as a nearby girl squealed loud enough to be heard over the entire lobby's chatting. "Look at that!" The random girl had practically screamed in excitement.
Rio nearly ignored it, but the flurry of yellow and blue outside had definitely caught her attention. What the hell was that? Despite her initial impulse to ignore it, she found herself following a few students outside. Said flurry had been a massive horde of what looked like butterflies, each colored yellow and blue and fluttering in a straight path. Rio quirked an eyebrow, watching as they seemed to fly straight towards the roof of the school. Whatever kept them all together at that point seemed to release them, as each of the little flyers went each their own way, as if they had intentionally wanted to scatter.
A few had actually decided to fly back towards the dorms, and a multitude of students were hastily trying to grab pictures of them. Rio blinked slowly, still surprised by the display, but for some reason she felt like she had actually seen the butterflies before. They didn't look like the usual swallowtails, and they definitely didn't usually travel in such huge packs. Actually, they reminded her of that chick with the long nosed weirdo from the dream she had. The girl had a hairpin that looked like a butterfly, too. But it was just a weird coincidence--and admittedly she hadn't really thought about it until now--and hearing everyone fawning over bugs was starting to get annoying.
Lilie followed the little cat with a lot more energy than before. She ignored the cold biting at her cheeks, more occupied with making sure she didn't lose track of where the thing went. Her surroundings did look a little familiar, but she couldn't say she knew exactly where they were. Sure, she had gone hunting with her dad a few times, but she was way more likely to get herself lost in the woods than mapping out a path and remembering where she went. So much so, in fact, that she only realized they went back the way they came when they reached the clearing. At least the wildlife recovered! It was weird that it was relieving to her, but she had felt so bad that the forest had to pay for her failure.
The multitude of colors made her stop in her tracks as she shut her eyes, disabling the spell as she shook her head. The multitude of colors was shocking, to say the least, and as she watched the cat absorb everything. What sort of magic was this? Light? And here she thought it was more about little orbs and stuff, though Aaron did mention once that there was more to light magic than that.
She let go of Ben as she approached the cat, frowning. Was it trying to tell them something? Before she could ask, she gasped as it grew in size. At first she thought it was going to turn out to be some sort of panther, but seeing its full size made her hesitate. But it wasn't angry at her, instead growling at something she didn't realize she had missed. More whispers? She thought that they were part of the other challenge, what were they doing here?
The cat/tiger chased down the source. "Ah, wait! What's wrong?!" She called, moving to chase after it before stopping and remembering Ben. She turned to grab his sleeve and pulled him along as she broke into a run, knowing a vampire would easily be able to keep up.
The voice was old and shaky but a familiar one to Hikari. Many a volunteer had come and go to offer their services to the shrines, but few had the same honor as Amida. He had dedicated the entirety of his life to overseeing the shrine's care in their humble village and at one point was in charge of its upkeep. Nowadays he delegated himself in sweeping the area, claiming it helped keep him active in his old age. He had seen three generations of Lunari Priests and had every intention of seeing the next as well. His family had left Shiroiwa no Mura some time ago, although he insisted on staying.
As he approached the young priest, he held onto a small cloth bag. Its color was a striking red with several characters stitched onto it--even on a glance Hikari would be able to tell that it was his last name.
"A gift left by an admirer too shy to approach you directly," He explained with a chuckle, shaking his head as he offered the bag to the priest. "At least, that's my assumption. It was left behind when the crowd went about their days and clearly intended for you."
Joining Hikari in admiring the view for a moment, he let out a sigh. "Thanks to you, the village will be safe again for a little longer. But I always wonder if we ask too much...I remember your grandfather pushed himself as well."
Alrighty, we/I/me/he/us will be kicking things into gear this week since I've mostly recovered from the disaster that was Hurricane Isaias, I/he/me/we will throw something up soon, thanks for your patience!
The movement freaked Lilie out as she recoiled, half expecting an explosion--you'd think she'd learn after the whole shark incident--from the magical blob of water. She thought it was going to grab her as the small stream touched her face, though she saw it zip over to Ben. Was this good or bad? Fortunately the consequences of her actions hadn't revealed themselves just yet as she watched it morph into some sort of creature. After a few seconds, however, she let out an excited gasp as she realized it was basically an aquatic kitty! That was so cute!
As she watched it gesture to the way they came, she hesitated. Well, they didn't get the usual post-challenge instruction thing as usual, so maybe they were missing something and this was the practical's way of telling them? If it was meant to be a punishment it probably would've been made clear.
Lilie crossed her arms, frowning to herself. She really, really wanted to follow it, especially when it looked back at them. "We should follow it!" She decided, taking Ben's arm and dragging him along.
'About time', she says, as if disobedience or questioning elders was commonplace. Sarahi openly rolled her eyes, feeling like she got stuck with one of those 'eccentric' sorcerers. She almost laughed at her statement about not being considered an underling; if that much was true, then what was the entire point of taking in novitiates? Regardless of whatever pea-brained scheme the lady was up to, all she wanted was magic. If the magus wanted to be all 'mysterious' and weird then at the very least she could do something interesting.
Diadem chirped once in a while but remained relatively silent, opting to quietly crawl over Sarahi as they walked. They seemed wary of the other two novitiates, occasionally jingling to one another in what she could only assume was wild guesswork. Not surprising considering they opted to stick to her, but at least they were behaving properly enough that she could take in the sight of the pyramid. Now this is what she wanted, even if she didn't get much time to look since Nevrakis decided she was suddenly in a hurry. Maybe she could take some time in the future to admire everything since this was her cult and all. The most interesting thing of the entire trip was probably the flame Nevrakis produced, the light barely illuminating anything. Diadem's light glowed, though their whispers dulled as Sarahi swore she saw a face in the walls.
The chamber's heat was somehow worse than outside. Sarahi let out a slight cough, waving away any smoke near her. At least Nevrakis decided to grace them with an 'explanation' disguised as some sort of stupid wisdom. Obviously they had a lot to learn, that was what they were supposed to do, but Sarahi was convinced the woman was nuts at this point. At this point she'd rather get taken advantage of--at least then she'd get something out of the exchange.
After some other boring stuff that she didn't care about, things got interesting again as the floor shifted. Of course once again she was proven that she really shouldn't get her hopes up about anything as they were presented with a pitifully tiny mushroom. This is what they came all the way here for? If her face wasn't already sketched in a frown then it definitely was now. This was their 'first lesson', although for the first time today Sarahi was not at all surprised once Nevrakis decided to leave--she would've been surprised if she actually decided to stay.
"How exhilarating," Sarahi commented dryly on the mushroom once the trio was alone. "Any ideas?"
Lilie sighed in relief, giving Ben a smile. Okay good, it looked like he was relatively back to normal. Or as normal as he could be. Honestly she was more surprised they were still in one piece! But she wouldn't linger on the thought, focusing more on drying herself off. She had seen Esi take the water right off her clothes once to dry herself, but her heightened control still needed some work--she was pretty sure she'd end up accidentally tearing everything off if she tried, so she opted for the old fashioned way.
As she squeezed everything she could out of her ponytail, she made sure to carefully put on her boots. She was pretty sure she was dry enough to walk comfortably through the forest and to the exit, though she was a little more worried about her wet head. Her earmuffs were cute but they didn't offer too much protection. Oh well, they did have tomorrow off, if she got sick it wouldn't be the worst thing.
Once Ben was ready, the pair left the way they came, having little clues on where to go otherwise. The return of the cold caused Lilie to shudder, rubbing her arms for warmth. As she looked back, she was surprised to see the mist was gone, and only a blob of water remained. She stopped Ben from walking, deciding to examine it closely. She could see the glittering pebbles inside, and she wondered if she would move it. If it was sticking around, maybe it would give them directions if she interacted with it. Lilie decided to poke it, waiting to see what would happen.
Eris lightly rubbed his temples, soothing his annoyance a bit. How was he supposed to explain something so simple? What could he even say to that without sounding like an idiot? Maybe he gave the kid too much credit if he really didn't get it, but his response could be interpreted as understanding but not caring. Which was much more Max-like so that was probably it. Eris really was overthinking things and getting all flustered and feeling weird and--alright, he needed to get himself out of this.
He did openly roll his eyes, reluctantly conceding. Whatever, in the future he'd be dealing with Ismene anyway and she could figure out the game of tag. All he needed to do was send him a text if he didn't feel like seeing his face. He might've had a point on the whole 'without asking' thing but like hell was Eris going to admit it.
"Terribly inconvenient is one way to put it," Eris muttered, dropping his hands. "I'll have to add it to the list of improvements. You'll learn what's worth talking about and what isn't." If he can teach a dog not to chew up his slippers he could whip Max into a proper mage. Maybe he should employ a rolled up newspaper or a plastic water bottle, neither one of them could get turned on him. "Worry not, you're in capable hands." He did applaud himself for not adding 'in more ways than one' for once, even if it was because he was tired. Well, he was more generally annoyed than anything if he was being honest, but it wasn't the mage standing in front of him that he was annoyed at.
Deflating slightly, Eris sank into the couch, throwing a glare at his phone. His inbox was getting spammed, it looked like his favorite mage didn't like getting blown off. They had that in common at least. "What is with this woman tonight..." He pinched the bridge of his nose before he began typing something out. After a few seconds, he tossed his phone aside. "Anyway, you're too green to whore out just yet, but it's good to know you're mentally preparing yourself. Initiative is very attractive in mages."
> Fumbling is one way to put it. Cinnamon has probably tempted him with something, I received an email to prepare for a transfer of assets.