Crimson turned red as she looked at the boy Damon and giggled hysterically and her laughter sent a bunch of leaves tumbling out of a nearby tree. She immediately stopped giggling and blushed deeper.
Crimson casually sees another student practicing Magic in in the distance, after a few minuets of observation she takes her hand and slowly makes a stray leaf on the ground rise. Her fingers dancing as the leaf copies the motion in the wind. She was new to magic use in public. She jumped a bit...
Crimson took a Deep breath as she came across the School. Finally, I've been waiting for this day for weeks now. She took a small step into the campus grounds and felt a tingle in her finger tips, her body Alerting her of the strong mystical presence in the area. A small smile grew on her face...
Eponine stumbled out of the small cab and looked over the huge campus with a small grin. This was a huge opportunity for Eponine as her small feet slowly carried her onto the schools grounds. A grin plastered against her face as she giggled with excitement.
Name:
Eponine Thenardier
Age:
17
Gender:
Female
Nationality:
French
Species:
Full Blood Witch
Abilities/Powers:
Basic Magic With the powers of compulsion and Fortune Telling. She is a neutral magic. If she uses too much she will go Dark.
Appearance(s):
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Name:
Crimson Achers
Age:
17
Gender:
Female
Race/species:
Pure-Blood Witch
Skills in magic: (Any kind of magic you specialize in etc.)
Neutral Magic and Classic Fortune Telling
Weapons: (Optional. This also counts as staves...
Name: Crimson Bennett
Race: colonial witch
Race Background: Witches that go back to the founding settlers in what is now the eastern United States. Crimson's ancestors are particularly Salem witches. These are rare, only more common than Dark Ages Witches, who are nearly extinct.
Gender...
It was me who woke the the crack of wood breaking. I instantly crouched in a self protection position and crawled over to the hallway as i grabbed a piece of mettle laying around the room. I quietly sneak down the stairs and raised the weapon as i heard foot steps growing closer.
Dennis looked up at Elizabeth and smiled. "Dennis". He took her hand in his and kissed it affectionately before continuing his work. He stared at the girls a bit during his work while chuckling to himself. This was going to be an awesome class period
Dennis smiled as he looked at the new girl. He waved and returned to his notes. his dark hair falling in his face. He liked french. It was Artistic. It wasn't long before he typed a message to face book and gave up on learning.
Melody sat in her Art History class taking notes like a mad woman as the other students stared at her in shock. She liked school. it was weird but she did.
Dennis watched the teacher giving her lessons and covered his paper as he took notes. No one should no i care. He did this and filled out his french book slips stopping when a girl walked into the room. Dennis looked her in the eye and pointed to the chair in front of his
Dennis smiled and ran a hand through his choppy black hair. "No. It is not." He patted the seat and pulled out a piece of paper to write down his lunch schedule as he glanced at the girl next to him. She was Hot. It was His luck when Madam Dechone stated that this was their seat till the end of...