MaraTwasHere
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“Oh? No schedule as of yet?” Ms. Claude moved over to where Daisy kept her extras in the drawer of her work bench before turning over to hand it to Lilianne. “In this school, we are always prepared.” She smiled, handing the sheet of ‘choose your schedule’ over and patting the younger girl on the head. “I think its about time you head to bed now, yeah? It’s 10:45.”
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“Yes! It was fun, very fun, ooooh how I miss being a pup.” She lowered her front legs, shaking her rear excitedly before jumping back and forth. “Aaah, I’m sorry Swift. It’s the moon rising. All hounds get the jitters at the sight of it~~~” She barked, not talk but barked.
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“Yeah.” Piper rubbed her eyes sleepily. “I’m totally beat. C’mon Goldmyth, you should go to bed too.” The dark haired girl moved over to Zebain who seemed to be asleep. “You think its okay to leave him out here on his own?” She asks, patting between his ears and grinning a bit.
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Ms. Claude smiled warmly, glad that their school had relieved another witch of some sort of stress. “Not a problem. Now that everyone else is out of your head you can have some peace of mind…” Her smile withered a bit on her face, as her eyebrows pulled together almost as if scrutinizing the girl. “But beware, Lilianne. There are other ways to get into someone’s head, too, rather than the obvious.” She straightened up, looking at her watch. “Ah. That was a bit longer than expected. Oh well, as long as it works.” Ms. Claude shrugged, looking at the bracelet that looked very…voodoo. “Don’t go around mundanes with that on…Heavens know how they act.”
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“Oh, that medium sized room? Well, that’s on the 100’s floor so we go up!” Deliah barked, not realizing as she broke into a run with her nails scraping against the ground her every step. “Hold on, Ignis,” She leaped to the base of the staircase, taking four stairs at a time–leaping up to the top of the stairs she laughed heartfully as her paws slipped on the newly polished tile, making her legs collapse from beneath her and for them to slide across the floor lazily on her stomach. “Ahhh, I feel young again.” She murmured before standing back up and stretching front leg joints a bit. “Now your room…” She trotted down the hall at an uneven pace, stopping abruptly when they came to his room, “Is here.”
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Aurora yawned before slowly moseying down the hall, stumbling in her drowsiness that she could hardly see straight. She hadn’t even noticed she’d pondered into some stranger’s room, never considering the thought of a stranger leaving their door open. Hopping up into the bed she presumed to be her’s, she curled herself up on top the warm ‘pillow’ there before letting her eyes slip shut. Little did the white fox know she was sleeping on a student’s shoulder. The new student girls had been talking about–Seth. Of course, she probably wouldn’t had recognized him in that sense anyway. Mortal gossip was so tedious. -
“I’d been wondering the same thing.” She narrowed her eyes at some guys watching not too far off, a clear sign to back off. “Geez, Goldmyth, they’re onto you like…well,I don’t know what.” She laughed. “It shouldn’t be hard for you to get a date to the dance.” Lately, that’s the only thing her mind had been buzzing about. Never more before was she excited for winter.
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Piper looked over at the panther who slinked by. She might’ve petted him, or waved but remembering how she and Liv stumbled upon him and her seemingly bad luck with familiars so far she let him be.
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Piper ran a hand through her hair–a fidget. “No…We shouldn’t be like humans and destroy everything we touch.” She said, though seemed to be scolding herself, almost as if reciting something probably said to her many times. “Still, snakes aren’t…my thing..” A conflict waged war on her face, and so she shook it off. Not that important, I don’t think… “Thanks anyways, Ace. And sorry for freaking out Mr. Snake…” She wondered if he was still in the tree or if he had slithered off to be alone somewhere. Was that his first time scaring someone? What if everyone was afraid of him because he was a snake? Guilt boiled in her gut.
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Soon enough fireflies and pixies came out to light up the night air as curfew neared, it being 10:30. -
“Oh, you just have to wash some class rooms. Back in the day, though,” She shook her head. “We had to clean out the poo the forest trolls left near our lawn. Uck.” She shook her head, hair flying. “You kids have it way too easy.” Although she, once again, looked fairly young to be a teacher. “I’ll see you later, okay Rea?” She giggled, jogging away way too perky.
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“Rea. Pretty name.” She led her over to a flight of stairs, and halfway up they began to flicker, fire leaping up ankle high but Daisy didn’t seemed phased. “Oh! I hope you know about these stairs. The fire isn’t real, only an illusion,” She murmured humming a bit. “And I suppose that would be a problem for a roommate, although I think some of our witches and wizards here think they’re nocturnal. You know it’s the second tonight is only the second night and people have already been caught past curfew? It’s not like its 7 pm, or anything, it’s 11. 11! What on earth could interest you after 11pm?” She shook her head and sighed with a smile, coming up to the first floor of dorms. “And our school is quite old. There is a lot to know, but if you’re worried about discrimination against you then don’t worry much. Back in the day this school specially allowed the W.I.T.A–Werewolves In Training Academy to roam free on our land in exchange for their protection against witch hunters. Nowadays we simply visit their school for a few days to see the life of a werewolf’s and they’ll visit ours just the same.” They went past a small water found–decor leisurely of being someone on the first floor, and led her all the way down the hall to room 90. “Now if you need anything, you know how to get to my classroom and the office, right? Here. I always keep a map on me during the beginning of the year for lost freshman.”
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“Aw! Thanks Ace,” She smiled, wiping off her skirt. “And…its okay. I can handle myself as long as Monty doesn’t give me any ‘hugs’.” She chuckled nervously, but looped arms with Liv and stepped behind him a bit.
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The sun began to dip behind the horizon as the clocks neared 7.
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“It is getting late,” Said Ms. Claude checking her watch. “But I’d like to finish up here with Lilianne…” She looked over at the brown haired girl, and Daisy piped up. “Well I’m more than happy to lead our special girl to her room. Room 90, was it? Aw, sugar, there aren’t any roommates there. But at least you get to think without hearing your roommates jabbering.” She laughed, and lead Rea out the classroom. “So what’s your name? I’m Daisy, but during class time its ‘required’ you call me Miss. Daisy.” She grinned, rolling her eyes.
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“Alright, dear, is that all you needed?” Miss. Daisy asked. “You know to get to your room and everything?”
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“Snakes! Are! Not! Nice! Once, there was this snake up north under our trailer, and-” She rambled into a story about how somehow the snake had gotten into the house and camped itself in her blankets because it was warm, and that how when she went to bed that night she felt something slithering across her ankles and feet. -
Daisy danced over to where a girl was, her eyes taking in the wolfish features the girl had even in human form, but she didn’t say anything. “A letter? For me?” She took the letter from the girl’s hands, “Ah, thank you pumpkin. And Ms. Claude, this is for you.” She rose her red eyebrows and handed the letter over to the dark haired woman. Ms. Claude read over the letter as well, but smiled. “Oh. I don’t know what the circumstance is that you need unrevealing powder, but that’s in my room.”
“Actually, as the Charm’s teacher, I have some too.” Miss. Daisy went back to grab what look like a large clear flour shaker with green-gold dust in it. “I stole some from your room.” Miss. Daisy winked, although Ms. Claude didn’t seem pleased at all. “Here you are, dear. Careful on what you use this on. Don’t just throw it around at random…use your witch aura-sensing skills to detect large pockets of magic. Anything being hidden by magic will have gathered magic, no matter how faint.”
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“Oh, god, its a snaaake!” She leaped back about ten feet banging into the tree. “Eh! Familiar or not, don’t bite me with your venomous posion…” She edged behind Goldmyth, grabbing onto the other girl’s shoulders.
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“I’m Piper.” The dark haired one smiled. “I mostly like getting myself in and out of trouble. I also have a huge fear of spiders and heights.” She smiled, to stop rambling.
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“Well isn’t that lovely. I guess we will have to kick into high gear.” She sighed, and grabbed a piece of paper. “While you’re here, try to blend in, please. You have witch blood so it shouldn’t be hard. We will teach you to the best of our abilites what we can. Think of this as learning more about your ‘witchy’ side and perhaps finding a familiar…although, I’ve never had a werewolf-witch in my school so you would be the first werewolf to bond to a familiar.” She handed the girl a pencil. “Now, Miss. Hartfeld please right down your first and last name and through it into this fire.” She grabbed a torch stick, and genie blew on it, making it flare up with gold fire. Ms. Vine sprinkled white dust into the fire making it turn a bright toxic green that seemed to eat up the whole room’s light.
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Ms. Vine laced her fingers, her eyes watery. “Oh, I’m quite sorry you suffered such a loss after your parents, and-” She shook her head, as if to clear it when her voice broke. “It is even the more reason you stay. We may not have the facilities to for your transformation…but we can make one.” She cleared her throat, “Miss,” She leaned forward. “There are…tunnels beneath the school. Catacombs, if you will. However it is strictly prohibited that you take anyone else other than a teacher down there, or even speak of it with other students. The last thing we need is them digging around down there.” She grabbed a pen, and a map, and circled 3 entry and exits to the catacombs. “One is underneath the tricky staircases. You know which stairs these are because they will change their direction or go invisible. Their offical term is ‘illusion’ stairs. There should be a small wooden door into the catacombs there, hidden by a trick tile on the wall…Another is a trap door in the girl’s bathroom, under one of the sinks, and similar to the boys’ bathroom though I doubt you’ll go in there.” She grabbed a pen and paper and scribbled out a note. “For the entry under the staircase no spells are required, however the girls’ bathroom needs a ‘unreveal’ spell to find the trapdoor. See Ms. Claude later for unrevealing dust since you haven’t been practicing magic, I take it. When is the next full moon?” She straightened up, a determined gleam in her blue eyes as she handed the note. “We will not leave any witch behind. Werewolf blood or not.”
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“I’m pretty bored too.” Piper sighed, crouching down beside Goldmyth. “Uh…I dunno, nothing that will get hurt.” She shrugged at Ace, completely oblivious to the snake slithering up the tree otherwise she’d probably freak the freak out.