☁☾-The Changed Academy-❂*

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    Storm took a deep breath as she surveyed her new school. She felt terrified out of her wits, because no one seemed to be friendly, and she had already had to have a conversation, which for her was basically a catastrophe. She took another deep breath and stepped forwards, her silver hair falling into her eyes. Then she slumped down by the wall. She was so far from home, her mother might die without her, she didn't know where she was or what she was meant to be doing, and her dorm, number (insert number here) was impossible to find in this maze of a school. She would've cried, but Storm never cried.

    ooc: It was about 7pm but now it's about 7-10am next day... I think. Lol.


    IC: Andrew had been up since 5 in the morning, and decided to get something to eat. He walked out through the halls and was headed for the cafeteria.


    Temperance slept calmly, the pain nearly nonexistent.

    "alright" Ela took off, her hair following behind her. She opened her door slowly, she sat down on the small bed and flung her bag carelessly on the floor. The dragoness closed her eyes, tired.

    After the dragoness had settled in, she decided she'd venture around the school. Ela stood up and brushed off her dress, with a soft sigh she walked out her door and slammed it behind herself. She began to walk down the hall, she brushed her hair down, feeling her horn she remembered that she was a beast... people didn't want to be friends with her due to her horrible personality, she needed someone that would take on her personality and 'tame' her.

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    "Cecil- can I call you Cecil?- I think she's just really nervous and just... not really used to having people talk to her. I-I don't know how I know, but I do. And I sense someone near us, nervous and... and... I don't know!" Hillary's eyes were so wide. She turned to the older boy. "Is it possible for someone to develop a new peculiarity at an older age?"
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    Before Cecil could reply Hillary spun around, sensing someone approaching. It was Ela. Hillary smiled, "Hi Ela!" Hillary suddenly noticed Ela's horns. "Are those your horns? They're beautiful!" She smiled honestly. Many people had told her that she was 'too blunt', but Hillary liked being kind of blunt. Bluntness was the feeling of honesty.

    Ela looked at Hillary, her calmness faded into that of tenseness. She proccesed what she had said… did this girl just say soemthing nice to her? The young dragoness smiled ever so slightly "uh- thanks".

    "Hey Ela, I know you're feeling nervous, but try to relax. The academy is actually a great place!" Hillary smiled. She would really like to be friends with Ela, who was pretty and even prettier with her horns. She turned to Cecil, who was staring. "You've been here longer than I have, so you can tell her more about the academy. Let's find someplace to sit down first." Hillary realized what she said and tried to back up. "Let's find someplace for you two to sit down first."

    Ela opened her mouth to say something- but for once she had nothing cold to say towards her, the only thing she could think of was "I'm not nervous".

    Hillary smiled. Ela was accepting her! "That's great!" she said. She really was happy to have friends. The trick was to talk to them and get to know them, show them that your really do want to be friends with them. Maybe that's why Cecil had become her friend. Hillary didn't want to ask Ela, but she wondered what Ela could do, and how it was related to her horns. Then Hillary gasped. "Ela, are you a dragoness?" she asked, curious. Hillary wanted to be one, too, but yet she felt no jealousy towards Ela. Instead, she felt admiration.

    OOC: Andrew is a Christian and doesn't date until he knows and likes the person enough and is thinking about marrying her. (He is actually based off of a friend of mine. Everything about him, every way he acts, (besides the teleporting part) is how he really is in real life.)


    IC: Andrew waved. "Hey June," he replied. He continued over to a small breakfast buffet table and grabbed two chocolate muffins. He walked back to June and handed her one. In between large bites, he managed to ask, "So, what's up?"

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    OOC: Ok, No problem :3 we'll see how it all pans out.


    IC: Cecil looked at Ela and Hil. "Yeah, she's a dragoness. And yeah, I developed a new power today." He replied, watching the blue energy dance over his fingertips, like he had a little aurora borealis in his palm.
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    June shrugged. "Nothing much. My rooms pretty neat."



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    Hillary stared at him. "So... it's possible?" she whispered incredulously. She suddenly lost her balance and floated up onto the ceiling, so that she was upside down.

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    OOC: CecHil is the best ship. The only ship.


    IC: Cecil chucked as she floated up and away. "I'm living proof, right? But no one in my bloodline had this power... Where did it come from?" He stood on a chair and held out his hand so she could take it.



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    Ela looked up at Hillary, her brow raised "whats with this school?" she asked sarcastically. But she didn't expect an answer. She realized Cecil had already told the floating girl her what she was, but she answered her anyway "yeah, dragonborn".