A New Secret, A new world (AW)

[Spirit in Black]

Lia walked with confidence, or as much confidence as one could muster when they were only 5'5. She clutched her school books to her chest, the only indication that she was the least bit nervous. It was hard being the only human in her family, and because of the blessing of her birth she was also the only one of the Castion legacy in the school. At the moment it didn't feel so much like a blessing as she watched powerful people with, well in simplest terms, power. Her sisters had all left to study somewhere abroad and grow in magic and strength. She sighed heavily as the image of her sisters leaving her behind filled her head. Lia had put on a strong front, teased them about just wanting to stay to make sure she never surpassed them, but in all honesty she would have been jumping for joy if they had stayed. She had grown up under their protection; something she was no longer allowed now. She glanced at the crumpled schedule twisted in her clenched hand, wondering where her first torturous session of learning was to take place.
English Rm. 306
she took in her breath slowly, readying herself to face a room of everyone different than herself...no, she was different from them not the other way around. She had to get used to the fact that she was the outcast here. She used to resent her parents for having a human child when they so clearly were not. She had convinced herself that it was a choice they made, not an act of pure nature. However that hate had long since dissipated and she grew to accept that her family was just that; a family that loved her despite the lack of mystic that ran through her veins. When she finally came to the door that had English Rm. 306 scribed on the dark wood, she felt her heart skip a beat. Behind that now flimsy looking piece of wood were people that had magicks she couldn't even dream of. Shifting her books so she could carry them with one hand, she turned the doorknob to let her into the room. Suspecting the teacher was the one at the front of the classroom teaching, she walked up to him with her hand outstretched. In her hand was a crinkled paper telling of her transfer into his class
"Hello sir. I'm supposed to give this to you. I'm a new student." she smiled shakily. Being new wasn't her strong point, and on top of keeping up her schoolwork, she had to make sure no one actually found out that she had as much power as...well as a human. She tuned back in just in time to hear him tell her to sit at any empty seat. Taking him at his word, she hurried to the back of the class and slipped into a seat situated near the windows. *the next easiest way to get out of here bar running through a wall* she thought with a gulp. Noticing someone next to her she turned to introduce herself. After all, it would look funny if she didn't. Wouldn't it?

[Asphyxia]

A pair of deep crimson eyes appeared about in the school. The piercing, fiercely glaring eyes watched with curiosity around, taking in the new ambient, like a little kid a toy store looking at toys for the first time in their lives. The wide variety of bright colors, the glimmer of novelty and the flashing bright, inviting words that described each one. The glimmer in the dark, rich color sparked with each passing soul, scrutinizing the silhouette that made up for each individual, watching the definition of their bodies and the shape that told apart each walking story. The individual also admired how each and every one of its test subjects marveled as they walked by, trying to depict the smallest of difference in each body part, trying to look for something blunt that identified the correct gender placement for this glorious looking creature, but like a vanishing breeze in mid-Summer's day, the figure had disappeared quickly, scampering immediately into the hallway with stealth, sashaying towards the next classroom. Halting against the wall, a slenderly hand scavenged through the dark brown robe bagging over the slender body but slimmed down to the waist by a black belt with a platinum buckle and tribal signs engraved. The fingers tripped over the exposed skin over the legs down toward the leather boots that cropped over the calves until they produced the schedule. Unfolding it with slender fingers, the rich, crimson eyes skimmed through the standard format and font until it reached English - Rm. 306. "Huh. What a rubbish subject." Dismissing the paper back into the guard of the boots, the figure sashayed towards the room, nearly arriving at start, sitting a row over the row next to the window.

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As the new student arrived, the figure positioned its leg over the other before turning its slender body in a sensual way, leaning in the girl's direction as she noticed and appeared to want to introduce herself. With a sultry grin, exposing an unnatural set of white canines but slightly sharpened fangs that defined the small mouth, Azriel flickered a thin layer of eyelashes over almond shaped eyes. Pointed ears poked out of the slim tendrils of firebrick red hair. Azriel got a strange satisfaction when people scrutinized what she/he was. No one could quite place a finger on its and others swore they almost had it, but many things negated any conclusion already made. This had usually been the biggest asset in Azriel's life. Azriel could pass as either gender to seduce to its appeal.

[suck post. eat it.]

[Spirit in Black]

Lia took a deep, an admittedly not so quiet, breath before opening her mouth. "Um, hi. I'm Lia." She overcompensated by whispering even quieter than was necessary. A blush crept up her neck as she realized her voice had been barely audible even to herself. "Sorry," she said a little louder, "My name's Lia." She chewed nervously on her bottom lip, afraid she had done something wrong. In her old school she had talked to only her sisters, and no one had ever tried to go after her because of those exact relations. This time was much different, she was on her own. She had to make her own friends. Learn her own way. And hopefully finally get powerful enough to fulfill her promise to her brothers. That was if she ever survived the school. Her hand felt it's way across the wooden desk until it could wrap fingers around the slender pencil. Her heart calmed slightly at the thought of having something in her hand, even if it was as fragile and unalarming as a mechanical pencil. In a familiar gesture she started to twirl the thin plastic and graphite between her fingers. Dark eyes were drawn to those of crimson. He had beautiful eyes, or she did. Lia couldn't quite tell. If the subject of her fascination was male, he had the most fragile air of a man she had ever met. Planned to meet. She felt her mouth opening and before the thought managed to form itself in her mind that she was going to say something stupid, the words slipped out like water. "Your eyes are the most beautiful red I've seen." immediately her mouth clamped shut and her eyes widened. Two seconds passed before she had fully processed what had happened. Both hands raced to fortify the shut state of her mouth. A small 'oh my god' escaped past the barriers in an inaudible squeak before her face spun in the other direction. Forcing her eyes to stare out the window, Lia silently prayed for the last minute to disappear, become a wonderfully fictitious dream. After a few quick blinks the scenery hadn't changed. *great way to start at a new school and make friends Lia you idiot! Why don't you try to jump them next. they wouldn't think any worse of you.* Her silent berate ended as quickly as it began with only one conclusion left. She had to face the consequences. in attestment to her resolve of fitting in, the young human girl slammed her palms on the desk with a little too much force. The flimsy wood broke free from the screws holding it down and flipped. Yet instead of reaching Lia's face, it clipped the back of the head of the person sitting in front of her. With a crash the flat surface fell back to the metal frame. The heat of embarrassment flared, coloring milky skin a vibrant shade of red. Her mouth opened for an apology only to be choked back by feel of laughter bubbling in her chest. In a fierce attempt to stop it she bit the inside of her cheek until she tasted blood. Still the little itch of laughter kept growing until she ducked her head down between the hole her enclosed arms had formed. A small voice in the back of her mind reminded her that she was forever doomed in her days at Cromwell.

[Asphyxia]

Azriel stared intently at the individual with her head still perched in the bridge of her connected hands, letting the already naturally narrowed eyes tighten at their corners, creating a mesmerizing effect with a highlighting glint between the deep crimson color staring at the beautiful creature in front. Her perplexed complex by the intake of Azriel's eye color was fascinating to the individual and beyond that, interesting the way her reactions took their coursed, highly uncoordinated. Besides the reactions, every other examination had been utterly boring. The fact was that fascination with people's reaction towards her/his gender disclosure could get old pretty fast and usually a new crowd satisfied her thirst for other people's imagination. The strive for novelty kept Azriel scouting for more, dropping the tattered toy for the better looking one. "Hello." The voice was feminine enough to categorize as a baritone between tenor and alto but kept the rumbling depth of a boy after hitting puberty. The flicker of sheen, thin eyelashes batted once again in a sugar coated sweetness, delivering the slightest smile that twisted immediately into what seemed a smug expression. After a minute of staring intently at the girl, Azriel snaked a hand in Lia's direction, perching fingers atop Lia's before cupping her hand and stealing with delicacy. As a chivalrous gentlemen would, Azriel pressed tinted lips upon the girl's hand and withdrew, dropping the hand from its embrace. "As - ree - el." (<--- pronounciation.) Raising the pupils from their momentary close, Azriel watched with intent once again, curiosity fully grasping the definitions of the facial features, yet maintaining that streak of quiet seduction in the feline movements and apparel. Lia's comment about the eyes offered a more eloquent grin to spread over its lips, exposing once again the unnatural, pearly whites slightly sharpened at the canines. The rich red coloring her cheeks and the clumsiness as a product of her nervous feeling caused Azriel to chime a low, dark chuckle with an odd ring to it. After all her squirming and embarrassment was over, the glorious, unidentifiable creature leaned closer before pressing lips into a thin smile. "Are you usually this upfront?" The voice took a more serious undertone, the fine lines creating a dazzling facial expression smoothed and puckered near the eyebrows before it immediately contorted to that of happiness and lightheartedness. A hand extended once again in Lia's direction, a thumb stroking her cheek lightly as the color intensified into brilliant red. "Oh boo. How absolutely delightful. You're scorching hot and embarrassed. I outta stop making you blush. Are you new, love?"

[Spirit in Black]

his voice quieted the onslaught of laughter that bubbled in her chest. However her blush heightened. She looked at him with sober eyes. "I'm not blushing." she pouted slightly. A statement which of course colored her more. In the back of her mind she had silently hoped it wasn't that noticeable. Averting her eyes from him slightly, afraid that her color would rise she spoke. "I had planned to fit in so much no one noticed. But that was a bust. Yes," she smiled softly, "I am new." She looked forward as a commotion broke out. The person she had hit looked far from pleased. She clenched her jaw to hide the fear that she was going to learn just what kind of lesson an older student could teach her. "And i seem to have messed up on day one." She gulped. Even as the trickle of fear grew she was still acutely aware of his thumb stroking her ever heating cheek. She wanted to fidget and shift away while at the same time content to let him continue. In the end she shifted her body just enough to remove his hand, but close enough to show she wasn't trying to get away. "I don't suppose class'll keep going." her mouth rose on one side.

[Asphyxia]

[I'll assume you're calling Azriel a "him" just for her assumption's purpose? Because I slipped and said "she" >.>]

A grin was let to spread across Azriel's already smiling expression. New meat was what the scouter had brought and this was the day she/he would thank the heavens for such a complimentary gift in her grasp. While the slender thumb still kept an occupying place on the pooling blood across her cheekbones, the assumed boy's eyes--now that she was a woman, he'd assumed his position as a boy for seduction purposes--scattered across the room, focusing on all the faces he'd seen before and the ones he hadn't. Unfortunately, none of them were remotely interesting for the next course, but Lia was and seemed appetizing for the rest of the day. That would surely suffice a risen curiosity. "Mm." Disinterest seemed to fill the rest of the boy's ill-articulated sentence as his focus regained Lia's attention. "I don't know. Your cheeks seem to be contradicting your denial." His index finger replaced his thumb without a moment of falter and poked into the soft, warm skin, feeling the burning flow of her hear heating, flooding rubies before retracting back his hand, perching his own cheek upon the balled fist. "I suppose it will. I just don't pay much attention to it." Azriel exposed his sharped, pearly whites while letting the already poking, pointed ears twitch the slightest, pushing back flowing tendrils of hair stealing through his shoulder and nestling into his neck. "Why, do you want to skip?" The frame leaned in once again after sagging shoulders, productivity of boredom, stealing an uncomfortable closeness into the girl's peripheral without having to create a tangent like before. The rich color of his eyes had taken the same glint of curiosity but this time they filled up with a streak of blaring hope, like a child awaiting approval to go play with the other kids outside.

[Spirit in Black]

she hated the idea that her heart skipped a beat at doing something against the rules. leaving class was something she had never done, something she hadn't ever thought about; until of course her new "friend" brought it up. now it was an itch she was dying to scratch in the back of her mind. "B-but we can't skip. I mean, that wouldn't make a very good second impression." she gnawed on her bottom lip, literally biting back the smile that wanted to spread across her ivory face. "Then again," she almost mumbled to herself, "it doesn't look like the class will settle too fast. Maybe we could just wander around until class started again. I mean after all it is my first day here, i should learn where everything is." On the inside she knew that she was simply trying to justify bolting out of the slight mayhem to wander around the campus, hell she even knew it on the outside, but she still refused to admit it....out loud. Finally the giddiness won over the logical, smart part of her. "Let's go." she squeaked past the excited spark that made her heart beat viciously against her chest. Forgetting to be shy, she grabbed hold of his hand, pulling it and the owner along. She wanted to giggle like a little girl again, and she almost did. Not even close to silently, Lia slipped out the door, letting her legs set the pace. Needing to spend her adrenalin somehow, she spun around in a few circles. Instinctively her legs twirled her body towards the door to outside. Outside was where her heart could run free, where the rain and wind could wash over her with a hidden kind of power. "I've never done anything like this before. It's so...exhilarating. Just like when my sister used to take me flying." Tears sparkled in her eyes, but for once she didn't mind. These were happy tears. No matter how little, she had made her own decision without her sisters on her mind. Letting out a light squeal she danced around, spreading her arms as far as they would go.

[Asphyxia]

Lia's first stuttering hesitation brought a genuine grin across Azriel's face, overthrowing the ambiguous features into something unfathomable and nearly irresistible for lurkers curious about his expressions. The grin stretched delicately over his features, the apparel pulling at the corner of his eyes, only making the small features give the air of feminism but the underlying expressions behind the delicacy of these features and the shadowed know of his brows added the perspective that sent anyone scattering to find any little hint on the chest or even the size of his hands that screamed his gender in visible light, but it kept it masked by the confusion of this unidentified creature that subconsciously lured in preys. This girl proved successfully entertaining and the slight hint of denial in her hesitation further humored Azriel's probing intentions. The growing excitement had crumbled down effectively in the precedent events -- Lia had reconsidered her options and had intercepted his thoughts into something less appealing. His plans were horribly muddied by her new choice of action slightly horrified that she found some gratifying elation out of the situation he'd presented for her chagrin. But then again, this wouldn't totally go without an infliction. The seemingly played boy had not enough time to thought about the expanded offering before the decision was solidified and taken in quick action. Her scorching heat invaded through his skin when their limbs met in a scrambled yet firm friction, already pulling at her stifled position in his desk. This woman had gone mental in just a blink of an eye and what earlier denial and defensive she'd hid herself behind, but it seemed all horribly deconstructed, as if the door to a window was opened permanently and sealed with iron restrains to stay open perpetually. Azriel's reeling mind further scattered at being dragged outside, leaving his cool skin to silently twinge in pain from the sun's burning heat, but not out of dislike or because he'd spent so many times away from the confinements of hell's scorching temperature, but because the transient transition from cold, shielding walls and roof was too quick, to intrusive to adjust so immediately. His rich, crimson colored orbs flickered in her direction, thinking twice about ever encountering her--his thoughts had turned out to be right; all fun was sucked out of his mental plans. Lia's want to dispel proved tedious in its moment and highly uninteresting. What she wanted to do didn't pertain to him and nothing would be gain out of this fervor that brought her to gushing tears. With a huffed, strained sigh, Azriel circled around the girl who's tears of joy brought her to some kind of demented, hysterical dance. "I thought you wanted to scout around the castle, not act like an idiot outside, obnoxiously screaming to get caught." He mumbled, his tone neither too expressively high nor too purposefully low that would hint the minimalist in gender depiction. This was just ridiculously outrageous and above all: stupid.

[Spirit in Black]

"Learn to live you old fuddy duddy." She stuck her tongue out with the same dignity a small child would. As if now that she had done that they would be life long friends and have amazing adventures. Either way it really didn't bother her that he didn't look as interested or involved as he had when they were in the classroom. Then again the nagging little voice in her head popped in, telling her to be careful. If she brought too much attention to herself. which she was undoubtedly doing by spinning around in circles and skipping class, her secret would get out. A secret she had every intention of protecting with her life. She. Had. No. Magic. none, nada, in all her life she had simply been the sister that could formulate these grand plans and the exact spells to use...then watch someone bring it to fruition. The shy natured girl started to spread over this new bouncy, and a little crazy, one. She bit the inside of her cheek, not knowing how to fix it now. This guy; or girl, she couldn't really figure it out, had seen her go certifiable and would now no doubt start telling people. It was that nasty attention again "I did-I mean I do, but we should get back to class. We might miss something really important." She fidgeted with the hem of her dress. Still she stayed in the same spot, simply avoiding looking at him. *I'm so sorry Eli, i almost blew it. I came to this school for you, and I almost let myself go.* From now on, she promised herself, no more losing control, not until i find and succeed in doing the ritual to bring him back. Reminding herself of her goal let a drop of lead fall in her heart. At the moment it felt a bit heavy, but she wouldn't show any inner workings of her mind anymore. In the course of a few minutes, Azriel's words had brought her back to her own reality. "I-I'm not trying to get caught you know. I was just excited. I think i here the end of class, better not be late for the next one." with that she forced her lags to carry her back to the doors inside. Back to where she could blend in and emulate all the creatures who had magic in their body. The one thing she impossibly needed more than anything.