Pumpkid
~Vibing along the cosmos~
Sangriella flinches as Soon as Myst touches her, healing her injuries.Though her aura did not activate, she felt something familiar. Something she’s felt on occasions. What she’s been feeling was her aura? Sangriella looks over her small gashes admiring Myst’s handy work. “That’s incredible! You can heal people?” Before she could hear Myst’s reply, Sangriella turned to the principal. Students have gathered around him and his digital screen setup. He started by confessing the reason behind the obstacle course. To evaluate every individual’s skills. He even admitted the runway was meant for ID which is something Sangriella cringed. She wondered what her photo looked like. It definitely wasn't going to be pretty. Even more surprising is the fact Myst nailed it on the head. Did she by chance know the principal or is her senses sharp?
Principal Vos began to announce teams. The most suspenseful part of the event is hearing where one stands. It’s especially nerve wracking when Sangriella’s team was mentioned first. As if that wasn’t stressful enough, she was nominated as leader. The hooded girl’s stomach drops blurting a “what” underneath her breath. Did she hear him clearly? She was the leader? How? Why? She didn't do an amazing job. What could the principal even see in her? As if reading her mind, Vos specified how badly she failed on the course, but pushed through as a leader should. Sangriella wasn't sure whether to feel insulted or flattered. The principal informed everyone of their dorms, and uniforms before dismissing everyone to their own devices.
Sangriella opens her scroll and opens an app meant for beacon academy purposes. Her expression on the ID was of her surprised. Yep, that is exactly how she feels at the moment. Sangriella sighs heavily as uncertainty waves over her. “At least I got potential? Right?” She asked herself before taking her belongings, and carrying them into the building.
Inside was remarkable. Black marble flooring and white corridors with Roman columns. It was definitely a fancy school for her liking. Many of the teens were loitering, simply enjoying themselves. The magician had never seen such a relaxing and sociable place. Though she has gone to stores before, but never in a populated area. Inside, at the center of the entire building are statues. Walls decorated with students over the years and glass cases containing awards. Stairs leading to various doors to who knows where. To Sangriella, it’s a glorious place. A place of wonder where it stores knowledge. Just the sheer architecture is enough to cheer Sangriella up. She takes a deep breath and says, “I made it, mom.”
Her eyes darted over to a map containing directions to the facility. The bedrooms are up ahead on the third floor. Content, Sangriella puts a pep in her step towards the chambers. Climbing the stairs was the scenic route, but she didn't mind because it gave her a layout of the building. Everything she would need is here. A safe haven and a place to train, even mingle. She will put forth the effort to be…normal. On the third floor, Sangriella searches for the number on the door before opening it with her scroll. The room was cozy with a view of the forest. Four beds for each person and a chest to store away items. On each wall held a wardrobe for clothes. Sangriella sighs once more and drops her bag which was held under her cloak the whole time. She never realized it made her look like the hunchback. Regardless, she has arrived at the school she longed to be in. Sangriella removes her cloak, finally revealing her face and letting her midnight hair fall. Ah flops on the bed testing how firm the mattress is. “This will be my home for a while.” She sits up and realizes there is a cold breeze when in fact, her pants and shirt are torn. “I better change.” She said as she searched for the right pair of
clothes.
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