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oh jeez ily both!

I could see Solas and Lucien trying to ignore each other for a while / not realizing the summon had gone wrong, but maybe Lucien would start randomly feeling excruciating pain (due to being far away from Solas, or from Solas being the t e n s e boi he is) and eventually having to ask what's up. Maybe they realize it by Solas giving a suggestion/order and Lucien ignoring it, and he recognizes the pain that it gives him? theyd actually be so angsty together i love it oml

Ko would be cool for this too! I think it might be really awkward for Solas to summon Ko and be like "...oh so you're a spirit that's,," which actually sounds kinda funny. The character Solas is based off of was all about respecting spirits / not denying spirits of their nature, which could conflict with Ko's burning-stuff-down tendency and bring some of that good ol' angst. He isn't really the hopeful type either, since he tries to take fate into his own hands, which could bother Ko possibly enough to cause some sort of fight or smth.

I'd like to try this plot out with Lucien? I feel Solas/Ko could go really far with other plots, like them becoming enemies

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//rushed && Darkkit thread is coming later cause I have a lot of homework due in 8 hours OOPS

Solas didn't recognize this face, but he seemed to carry somewhat of a District-like scent. He wondered how long the feline had been gone, and how he might react to the recent... changes. The young wolf couldn't say he cared much for this Gale fellow's language right off the bat, but it wasn't something that bothered him enough to start off on the wrong paw with. "I would guess that you're Gale? If so, welcome back. My name is Solas."

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Solas didn't yet know that he possessed magical abilities; after all, the books in the library contradicted each other so often that it was easier to assume magic didn't exist at all. Still, the secrets of the arcane called to him, even in the modern books' lies there could be found the slightest truths if one dug deep enough. The new principal was in a less visible corner of the school library, aged and ragged books in two piles on either side of him. He'd been here since noon, and now that it was pitch dark outside, the young wolf had set up a lantern on the floor by which to continue reading. It was all fascinating stuff; images of dragons and wraiths and fairies practicing the wildest magic imaginable flew through Solas's mind as he turned the pages, referring less and less often to the dictionary he left open beside him for those big words he tended to encounter.

But what was theory without some hands-on experience? Though he doubted they would actually work, Solas had set a large whiteboard on the floor and tried several of the rituals described by his books. Out of the five he'd tried today, only one of them had worked, and that was just a spell for causing a candle to go out. Which could just as easily have been a draft from the nearby window.

Squinting at the words in the low light, he decided to try some of the more powerful stuff. Class-D spirit summoning, this book promised, would give him insight into the world from the eyes of a spirit without them being able to harm him. The only thing was that the spell called for energy to fuel it, but didn't specify what kind of energy. Out of boredom, he decided to go all out; instead of marker, this time, the principal aimed a claw to make a careful incision on the tip of his paw, crimson slowly soaking through the pure white fur until it came to a slow drip. Using this blood, he created the summoning circle as the book described; he messed up a few times, but the blood didn't really come off that easily, so he did what he could to wipe the mistaken markings away, leaving barely visible smudges behind.

As for the lighting and offering, he arranged the six candles as the page described, and brought up a fallen fox for the blood sacrifice. The fox had been caught attacking the group's kittens, a stray Exiler by the look of its scars and tattoos, it was only fair that its corpse be used to contribute to the learning they had disrupted. Surprisingly, Solas didn't really mind the smell of decay. It was strange, perhaps, but nothing he couldn't handle.

Finally, Solas held the book in front of his face, reading aloud what runes he could understand from the page's dim light.

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Even though he'd completely anticipated it, claiming leadership was very... different. He felt guilty for taking power from his own adoptive parent, and doubt of whether it was the right thing to do. Yet there was little regret there; something had to be done and he was going to find out, through trial and error if necessary, what that something was. If it meant sacrificing his spare time for studying and schmoozing and political quabbling, so be it. He would make actions instead of suggestions, and take full responsibility for whatever happened, good or bad.

Yet here was someone who had left their post before him, for reasons he had a burning curiosity about. He didn't remember getting close enough to this particular face to have learned their name, but he did recognize the lanky creature. As the pup spotted Komaeda, he left from where he was drinking from the pond, and strode towards the odd champion of hope and despair. Ironically, Solas was feeling a bit of both, hopeful for the future yet despairing of the past. It was something he'd convinced himself to be healthy, a source of motivation to take fate into his own hands.

He gazed at Ko with curiosity, recognizing the difference in the other's scent from when they last met. "Hello," Solas chose to greet simply. He wasn't sure what questions he wanted to ask, but perhaps the silence would pressure Ko into providing answers on his own.

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Before Solas even put the book down, he was greeted with a foreign voice. The young leader lowered the scripts to see... wow.

That wasn't what he was expecting. In most of the lore books, spirits were shaped by the ideas they embodied. A beautiful concept like love or wisdom might be perceived as a beautiful figure like a bird or a shapely woman; a vile concept like hate or death might manifest itself as a vile thing like a corpse or a set of burning eyes. Solas had been expecting a spirit of wisdom. This was... very literally a half-demon, half-angel. A spirit of balance, perhaps, or of conflict? Or perhaps not even a spirit at all. It didn't appear to have the whole 'ethereal' look to it, it even breathed like a mortal.

He tilted his head. "I summoned... you?" he would bark simply, his voice low and calm but still tinted by his young age. After a brief pause, Solas straightened his posture, nodding his head slightly as if to confirm something to himself. "I summoned you." he repeated much more firmly. The rush of discovering a ritual that worked - of seeing something that couldn't be explained by the science he'd learned - was exhilarating, if distracting. He felt like he was flying. Magic really existed.

The pup did his best to control himself. The spell woven into the ritual was supposed to keep the spirit from attacking him, or, something like that. Half the book was just a bunch of vague limericks that just said something along the lines of 'spirits are cool, yo.' But he still wanted to make a good impression. "I've been led to believe that you can teach me? About spirits, about magic. That is all I ask."

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Well. That was... a first. Solas neither expected nor understood Ko's reaction to him, but perhaps it did make sense. Word of the young wolf's coup détat had probably gotten out one way or the other, not that he even attempted to keep it from spreading. At least this rumor was true, unlike the many others he was in a never-ending battle against. Foreign spy? Attention-seeking creep? Immortal demon posing as a child? Supposedly, he was all that and more.

Still, it was nice to have some supporters, and honestly he didn't mind Darkkit tagging along. The student was curious, and despite his trouble-making tendencies, held a lot of potential. He gave the other kit a small smile before looking back up at Komaeda. He wished there was something he could do to alleviate the canine's nerves, but then, he barely understood his own emotions, how could he hope to help with someone else's?

"We would be glad to have you back," Solas returned with a firm but genuine voice. And then, awkward silence as he tried to come up with any more polite question than "why did you leave". Ah, but here was one: "Do you intend to stay here?" Alright, still not polite, but it was an improvement. He needed to know if he could promote Ko again, after all, the other's hard work had been impressive before he left.

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Solas wasn't quite so lucky. For someone who believed so much in mastering his own fate, the young principal had surprisingly little control over what actually happened to him, at least in his everyday life. That much was evident by the whipped cream now decorating his fur, matching its color almost as if he was just having a really bad fur day.

He had been walking to the languages hall to deliver a speech about gossip and why the students shouldn't just use the language they learned to talk about people in front of their faces. The young wolf had been so distracted with the task and deliberating on what to say, that he wasn't paying much attention to his surroundings. Suddenly, one misplaced paw, and... well, you know the rest.

The look on Solas's face wasn't anger or amusement, just pure surprise. He stood like that, speechless, for at least ten seconds before turning to see the culprit. Darkkit. He wasn't surprised about that part - in fact, Sol rather admired the kit's boldness - but that still left him with no idea how to react. Was he supposed to laugh? Or make an example of him? It was here that his lack of social skills came in, the drawback of trying to skip his childhood. "Good one," he stammered out uncertainly, feeling a rush of heat to his cheeks.

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Stacks and stacks of forms and letters. For someone who had just learned to read, it was a difficult and losing battle. No matter how much work he did, there was always more of it at the end of the day than there had been at the beginning. Solas signed what must have been the millionth trivial paper before putting his pen down, running both paws over his head. How did Whimsychatter do it? He sat there for anywhere from seconds to hours, head beneath his paws, staring blankly at a spot on his desk. He needed help. He didn't want to admit it, but it was true. There was no way he could do this alone.

His ink-stained paw reached out to the yellow button off to the side of his desk, and after a moment's hesitation, the principal pressed down on it, activating the intercom. Kzzt-- "Please meet in the auditorium for an assembly," Solas's tired but firm voice rang throughout the school. Well, that did it. No backing off now. He hopped down from his chair and found his way backstage from the meeting place, emerging from the curtains with a microphone. Hopefully nobody could see the nervousness he had from standing alone on a gigantic, well-lit stage.

As enough students and residents filtered in, he would begin; there was no time to waste. He wanted to just say the announcements and walk away, but a leader was expected to have more eloquence than that, right? "I have brought you all here to announce a few changes in the group, primarily promotions and alliances," he began uncertainly. It might have been a good idea to write up a speech beforehand.

"Whimsychatter, I would like to have you as a Prefect. Similarly, Nagito Komaeda, the position of Professor is yours if you wish to take it. And the final promotion, Darkkit, you are promoted to Nurse if you choose to accept." It was different from the '__ is promoted to __' model, but he was too inexperienced to know if he was right to ask the three to go beyond their call of duty, so instead the choice was up to them. "Additionally, we have yet to inform our allies - RiverClan, SkyClan, and StormClan - of our change in leadership. I will be visiting StormClan, but would gladly take volunteers to check in with RiverClan and SkyClan. We should also try to expand our alliance network, so if anyone has potential alliances to suggest, I will look into them."

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