Bloody and Chaii - Wings, Kisses, and Tea - Part 1Bloody: Bloody had just gotten out of the library after returning a few books. However, she wasn't carrying any back out. It was very, very, very strange for her to leave the library empty-handed. Her hands were instead in her pockets and she kept her gaze lowered to the ground, brows slightly furrowed and a look that was anything but pleased was etched upon her face.
She headed over the mostly empty courtyard toward the Bone Dorms.
Chaii: Chaii was on his way back to his dorm room with two cereal boxes that he had got from one of the cafeterias. Apart from eating, he went there to ask for any empty cereal boxes to add to his collection in his room. He had always wanted to make his own little gifts to give to his friends... But had never really gotten into the project.
Just some ways away to the Bone Dorm, he could barely see who he thought was someone familiar. He clutched the two cereal boxes he held to his chest when he noticed it Bloody h
Bloody and Chaii - Wings, Kisses, and Tea - Part 2Chaii: Chaii looked up at her with his head angled downwards. "Show... me?" He started to play with his fingers while his cheeks darkened from a small blush. He had always felt that his want to fly was strange, and that maybe he was just being a little delusional because... zombie boys can't fly. It had always discouraged him, but caused his liking to wings. Curious as he was, he couldn't wait to at least get a glimpse of Bloody's wings.
"Um... That..." His breathing became a little shallow from excitement, he wasn't the best at controlling his own feelings. "I would like that... please..."
Bloody: Oh . . . now he was blushing. . . Gosh that was cute- er, uh. . . She blinked a little and looked instead towards the window. "Yeah, I can show you! Like, I can take you out for a flight around the academy or over the forest or something. . . It's really great out there from way up above everyone else. There's nothing like it."
She looked back
Introduction to Written Magic - Secret Admirer Bloody sat in her dimly-lit dorm room, head in her hands as her glowing, red eyes stared down at the flickering face of a letter she'd just spent the better part of a week writing. It was for her latest assignment in her written magic class, and for once, she was nervous about seeing a project of hers through to completion. It would expose her, in a sense, and her most tender, vulnerable feelings towards a certain other student. That wasn't something that she took lightly.
The assignment, in a sense, was a test of the students' abilities to write and use sigils or runes and enchant them so that they could be activated upon reading. Her professor had given the suggestion that the students use the assignment as a reason to write love letters to others. Bloody had some apprehensions about doing as much, but after a discussion with her teacher, she felt more confident in doing it.
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Introduction to Blood Magic - Power Magnet Bloody sat on the familiar, cold stone trail winding up the mountains that ran alongside the woods surrounding the school. She'd only arrived to her favorite magic practice spot moments ago, and this time, had dressed much more warmly with a thicker black jacket and tall, fur boots. She had also brought a long scarf and gloves, though she removed her hand coverings, exposing her dark skinned fingers to the chilly night air.
Bloody had a special assignment to take care of tonight. Looking up at the clear night sky, her glowing eyes found and settled upon the full moon. No clouds had been moving across the sky at all that night, nor the evening before. Bloody couldn't pass up on such a perfect chance to perform her experiment, not when it demanded that she bathe a bloodstone in a moonsilver cauldron under the light of a full moon for several hours. The window for performing the task was small enough as it was--procratina
Introduction to Spoken Magic - Hazing the Freshman Bloody quirked a brow as her professor gave the class their assignment. Playing pranks? That was . . . odd. Bloody wasn't exactly one to play pranks on others. She would rather just give someone a hard time and have them know exactly who did it if they'd been getting on her nerves. That, and she didn't understand why others had been complaining about Razik's class. After all, it could be active enough if one actually did the work assigned--Bloody had found that out the hard way multiple times, much to her dismay. But she digressed. The assignment was simple enough, and, luckily enough for her, she wouldn't have to be around any love potions again. However, she was now presented with an important decision to make. Who would she cast the spell on?
Glancing around the room nonchalantly, her two-toned red eyes half-lidded and unsuspicious, she took in the faces of her classmates. She'd worked with