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" Enemies make the best friends."
Quite the interesting thing, Sasha had to admit. The blonde came up with the strangest ideas and phrases she'd ever heard.
The twins were an amusing pair, Sasha decided, though the male was a decibel more of an annoyance than the female one.
The sound of Enzo's voice brought her out of thought, "Hah?" Sasha's eye immediately shot in Enzo's direction. Once she realized what he said, her gaze softened a bit, but not by much, " S'fine with me."
Enzo smiled. He honestly wasn't expecting acceptance from her. Judging by how the recent event went. Just as he was about to start walking, he realized that nobody had paid the bill for the food. Again, he stood frozen, as the waitress came over to supposedly collect the bill.
She nearly burst out in laughter at seeing his panicked face; it was so hilarious to see someone struggling under the weight of something so trivial as...money.
Sasha sighed, " The hell am I going to do with you people?" she said, smirking and taking a hundred dollar bill from her back pocket and tossing it at the waitress, ' Here, keep the change. Don't need it anyways."
Sasha's family, though neglectful, was quite rich, and in times such as this, she came in handy.
" I'm feeling generous tonight."
Enzo's eyes followed the hundred dollar bill as she tossed it at the waitress. "Sasha, I... I'll pay you back for this!" He felt relived. If someone could save him from a situation like that so easily, maybe they had great potential when it comes to being friends. He had to pay back this kindness.
She waved the offer aside, " Don't worry about it, I don't need the money, Enzo," she said, turning to leave, " S'not like I couldn't afford of or anything." She shrugged, having calmed down more now that there were less people around her. Sasha tended to adapt a rougher way of behaving when she was with more than three people at a time; if she didn't, she felt like she would drown in the sea of voices.
She held the door open, " You comin', or what?"
Enzo shook his head, he most have gotten lost in a random train of thought. He hurried through the door, past Sasha. The air was much colder then what it was earlier. It started to make him shiver a little. On the bright side, the stars were still out, and the lights of Whiterun made the town look awfully nice at night. He turned around and faced Sasha. "So where are you from?" He asked her, curious.
Sasha spoke, " Russia. It's a great place, nice 'n all, with guys to play with who aren't afraid of me, and I would have stayed there if I could. "
She shrugged, " Then this whole magic shit came in full force and I got moved here. Don't really have an opinion so far, though."
Sasha did miss home, where she could play sports with the males without having to worry them about the fact that she was a girl. Here, no one seemed strong enough, nor did they seem mentally tough either.
Enzo felt a bit bothered by her implying how men should be tough. He figured it was about him, and the situation, he felt was turning into something he was always familiar with. He decided to change the topic. "Where do you stay at? The school dorms?"
Silver sighed as she walked along the pathway alone, looking up at the sky to see whatever may be there. She saw the stars and the moon in their rightful places, doing the same thing they did every night; floating there and glowing. She found herself grinning at the strange beauty of the night sky, and stopped where she was for a moment to take it in.
Nighttime was when she was at her strongest, magic-wise. It's much easier to make people see things when there isn't much to see to begin with. Now would be a good time to train, wouldn't it?
She traveled to a fairly secluded area, there were no students around and no one else was likely to bother her. She set her things down and took out her swords, only to set them down again when she realized she didn't need them to practice. She stared at her shadow for a moment before two green glowing dots appeared where her head would be, and it lifted itself up before Silver, leaning over her and staring. Silver stared back at it and began moving different parts of her body, her shadow following her every move. Looking to the ground where her shadow was, she realized there was still the faint outline where the shadow should still be. "God dammit, that shouldn't be there at all." The shadow that stood over her vanished and went back to normal, where it should be on the ground below her. She sighed and sat down in a criss-cross position, letting her face fall into her hands. "I need another teacher. I've really lost my touch.."
A clockwork seal appeared and spun at the waterfall, the same blue robed man as before appeared. He chose Volitaire's training spot, but hadn't yet noticed that Silver was nearby. He waited for Volitaire to show up, wishing to speak again.
Silver looked up when she sensed someone she didn't know popped up nearby. Her first instinct was to hide herself with her illusions, so she attempted to. Though, she wasn't in the best state of mind due to being distressed over her imperfect magic, so she wasn't sure how well hidden she actually was. She walked a bit closer to the strange presence, and stood behind a tree, peering around it only to see a man in a blue robe standing there.
Who... Is that?...
The man quietly walked forward, but turned to the trees making sure no one was nearby. "Hmmm. Where is Volitaire? He's usually here. This other presence is bothering me, show yourself, mage." The man demanded whomever to show up, he was here for a very important conversation.
"Voltaire?..What does he want with Voltaire?" she whispered to herself.
Oops, look like he found her. She stepped out from behind the tree and dropped her illusions, looking at the man curiously. "What do you want with Voltaire?"
This man seemed dangerous to her, and she didn't want him to put any of her friends in danger.
He appeared behind her speaking lowly. "I would ask why you're in his training grounds. We are here on events that involve only us." The first apparition had a seal raise from under him and clock hands turned and the world around Silver shifted and distorted, in the blink of an eye she was outside the restaurant again. The man was gone.
Silver blinked. What just happened?....Why am I... She turned to notice exactly where she was. ...Here?
Volitarie, book in hand, was walking out from the park and down the road. He was looking down to the ground, walking with not much care. When he looked up he saw Silver again. "What's she doing back here?" He walked close enough to greet her. "Out here by yourself and it's so late?" He put his free hand in his pocket and looked at Silver with a little worry.
Silver turned to see Voltaire, still quite confused as to what just happened. "Voltaire.." she remembered the man in the blue robe and how he was looking for Voltaire. Suddenly she got a bit worried. "You.. You should probably go the other direction.. Um..."
She scratched her head and looked around for her swords, only to realize they were still back where she was sitting. She covered her face with her hand. "Oh how stupid am I..?"
He frowned and titled his head. "What's wrong, Silver?" He looked at her with puzzled worry and wondered why she didn't want him to continue on. "Why should I walk in the other direction?"
Silver looked up at him with an almost guilty look on her face. "There was a man, with a blue robe, he said he was looking for you and suddenly I ended up here. He seems dangerous so ... So you should just let me handle this, alright? I need the practice anyways." She didn't really want to make him think she was that concerned with his safety. She had a reputation to keep up after all. "..I have to go back to get something, so you just.. Go home or something, okay?" she told him as she turned to go back and retrieve her swords, in case anything bad happened.
Volitaire stopped her by holding her shoulder. His hair was hiding his face. "What did you say to him...!?" His voice was shaky and dark, he did not want anyone to know what was going on. "No. You leave this be, I'll handle this myself. I'm the only one who can. Stay out of it, Silver!" His eyes were shedding tears, he was really worried for her and the safety of everyone else. "Never speak to him...ever." Volitaire began to walk in the direction Silver had came from, picking up some speed.
"Eh?.." What was his deal?.. Did he know that guy? "V-Voltaire, wait!"
He had gone too far away to hear her at this point, so she decided to follow. She concealed herself with her illusions, focusing on making sure she stayed hidden a bit more this time. She needed to get her swords, anyways. Might as well see what the deal was with those two. She followed Voltaire and put enough distance between them so he wouldn't notice her, but she was still close enough that she could hear him. She quietly waited for him to encounter the strange man in the blue robes.
Volitaire traveled withing the shadows to get there quicker. He looked around in case he was nearby, getting more and more worried. He stopped fora brief moment and the man was leaning against a wall. As if he was already waiting. "It's time we talked...about your family, Mr. Lucath. I'm sure Artizle has told you." "And how do you know that..?" The robbed man stood properly. "I know everything, Volitaire..." Volitaire was holding back anger and a lot of confusion. "Get to the point, Montesque!" His voice grew violent.
Silver was hiding behind a few trees at this point, still able to hear their conversation. His family?.. What does he know?
Sasha nodded, " Just got'ere today," she spoke, placing her hands behind her head and lookin up into the sky, " Can't remember which dorm I'm in though. "
Sasha seemed strangely calm for being Sasha. However, there was a reason for this. Sasha wasn't usually angry and about to burst; it was only when you got her riled up, she would escalate directly from moderately calm to rage filled bubble.
She'd already been in a bad mood before she entered the restaurant, and then she met some new people, some of which enjoyed teasing her. Which pretty much losses her off a ton. However, now that it'd been a bit, Sasha had calmed down.
"Oh, that's no problem, I'll show you where the dorms are." He ensured her, followed by an amused laugh. He found enjoyment in helping other people, even if it was for something small, like this. He walked Sasha all the way back to the school. The dorm building was right beside it, so that students could easily walk to school without delay.
A couple of minutes later, they arrived at the dorms, and were in side it's main lobby. The building had multiple floors, and looked much like a four-star hotel then a regular dorm. When it came to arranging the students, The males were on one side, while the females were on the other. Strangely enough, no reports of 'sneaking' were had.
Enzo turned to Sasha and laughed again. "Ah, this looks like as far as I can take you. I can't go over to the girls side."
Montesque paced back and forth around Volitaire, keeping his head down low. "Artizle told you I am not the one who coordinated that assault. Another Viravichi did, by the name of Venciersio. He is the elder of the family. But he lies of his age by using my Time Magic to keep young. He began everything. He told me to come to your family for aid, he told other relatives to begin the attack after he milked your use...but I am the one that spared you, your brother, and your mother." Volitaire's face was smacked by a sudden shock, he thought his mother was dead all these year...but she was spared? "Spared..my mother?" "Yes...but she died trying to protect you from another, as you saw. She beseech me for the promise I spare your life. I had no quarrel with you or your family. I figured this would have been a more peaceful expedition, though I was wrong...and I am sorry for all of your loss. Even your brother was no fault of my own. The team down at Aurora was told to not take any lives." Volitaire was tearing up again, listening too all this new information. He blamed Montesque for everything that happened, but now hearing it from both him and Artizle made him wonder if he shifted his blame to the wrong person. It made him feel like a jackass. But at least he knew who this new person was... "You're plan to redeem magic is still one I can't agree with...I'll leave you be till I find 'Venciersio' after that, I have to stop you also." Montesque stopped pacing. "My plan is one no one can agree with. I'm rewriting the lives of billions with a single wish, or a single trip to the unknown." "The Gaze, you mean?" "Hmm. Either way, I can't just let you walk into your death. Venciersio hold Spatial Magic on a master level. For you would to face him you would be eradicated at an instant. I will help you, I wish o gain revenge on him for filling my life with guilt for all the people he's had me kill for the sake of power. He is a tainted man, Volitaire. And we also are tainted. Let us clear ourselves from his mess." "Y-yeah..sure.." Montesque nodded. "You should take care of your little spy. I think she's heard her fill, hmm?" Montesque vanished with the tick-tock of his Time seal. "I hope she did hear what she needed to..." Volitaire continued walking back down, everything Montesque said was buzzing around in his head, his heart was racing and full of frustration. "After all this time, my family was really wrong about him...what does that make me, and them?"
The next day, Sorcerers' reputation is still below average, but that didn't stop the flow of new students coming in everyday. Several other teams return from their month-long missions, to celebrate one special event,
Prom night.
Meanwhile, in Enzo's dorm...
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Spoiler
"Calm down, it's nothing to worry about." Kenji reassured Enzo. He had been invited to come to the prom event, by the headmaster, Boone. Kenji held the letter the headmaster sent, and had Enzo read it. "I.. I can't do that!" Enzo protests. Proms to him, were like no-mans-land, hell edition. And plus, how would he look going to prom with no girl? Kenji hopped onto the computer table. "We're going to eliminate your phobia of women." He declared. Enzo sighed, rid of his phobia? as if. "Yeah, right.." "Today is Saturday, so there is no class. And since Prom night is tonight, we'll work on that phobia all day today."
Enzo shook his head, and performed his morning rituals, taking his daily shower, brushing his teeth, and wearing one of his favorite... outfits? Enzo stared at the closet, all of his clothes were still torn up from practice. "There isn't anything for me to wear..." He pouted. "You can still use the suit from last night." Kenji told him, from across the room. Enzo looked at him and smiled. "Thank you, Kenji."
After that, Enzo got dressed up. The suit was nice, and Enzo really liked the fedora, it made him feel like a professional at anything he did, even though that isn't the case. "So," Kenji walked up to him, and hopped onto his shoulder. "i'm going to toughen you up." "H-how?" Enzo asked him, nervous of what idea he had. "By making you socialize with women, and not the nice ones, either." "O-okay, like who?" "We'll have to figure that out on the way. Now let's move."
Enzo and Kenji leave their dorm, and head towards the lobby.
She grinned, " S'fine by me, thanks, Enzo. "
Sasha laughed as well, stepping over to her side of the dorms, and slipping into her room, giving a little wave as she did, " See ya tomorrow, 'kay?"
Closing the door behind her, Sasha sighed, and flopped onto her bed, tired. She soon found her eyes fluttering closed, and the girl drifted off into sleep.
Volitaire was sitting up in a branch of a tree, he couldn't sleep with all that happened last night. His eyes were a bit baggy, he just stared off over the waterfall and thought to himself what he should do next. It was the weekend so he thought maybe he should wait a while and collect his thoughts. The first thing that came to mind was Eos. She was getting quite close to him, a lot quicker than he expected. Part of hi mwas thinking maybe it was a rouse to get him to talk about his secrets and JD could use it as blackmail or any other resource. Another thought she actually did like him, which was a foreign feeling... Point was, he couldn't let Eos get too close to him. With all the events that are going on he bets JD will pry her away from him anyway. As a brother should. So he had no quarrel about it.
A...a prom?
Worst. Idea. Ever.
Sasha groaned after receiving a flyer in the morning notifying her about this...this prom thing. Proms meant fancy, itchy, long dresses and preparation. Lots of preparation, which Sasha disliked immensely. She let out another groan and flipped over, burying her head in her pillow, " Ugh..."
She wondered if it was mandatory. If it wasn't, Sasha wouldn't go.
She looked over the letter once more, scanning it for any signs of " not mandatory". Well, she found neither mandatory nor the other, which pissed her off. " Argh, godammit!" exclaimed Sasha, slamming her fist into the wall, which surprisingly did not break.
After she managed to calm herself down a little, Sasha flopped back on her bed, "...might as well get something ready, in case I'm required to go," she grumbled, sitting up again and walking towards her closet and digging to the very back, where three dresses were, as he mother had made her take, ' just in case. '
She grabbed them and lay them onto the bed, scrutinizing each one.
Dress One Two Three
" These all...are so damn girly!" she muttered, " Screw it. "
Sasha yanked her door open, and slammed it behind her, stepping outside.