Trinity Soul University: A Casual Magic RP (IC)
Training Grounds
The morning dew looked mystical glittering on freshly mowed grass. Multiple tiny sparkles littered the training grounds were other students, eager to get some experience in before their classes, were busy testing and experimenting with their inborn abilities or newly acquired spells. For Sarah Hunnigan, the Scottish vampire from Ullapool, her reason for stepping foot onto the grounds was similar to everyone else's. Magic was like a muscle, and if one didn't exercise it enough, one would become rusty and clumsy with it. Sarah breathed in the fresh air and looked for a secluded, shaded spot to start her morning routine.
While Sarah did want to train and practice with her magic, she knew that deep in her heart she was here for a different reason. Whether it was because of her natural affiliation to dark magic, her unwillingness to listen or her own preconceived notions of her roommates, the vampire had made a complete and utter arse of herself in front of her roommates. She wanted to blame it on some kind of possession, as if she was being controlled by someone who was very angry at the world, but in the end the only person she could blame was herself. Her parents would think less of her for not taking it upon herself to fix the situation, and so would she. For things to return to the way they were, Sarah aspired to find her roommates and apologize to them profusely for her rotten behavior.
But she couldn't do it without blowing off some steam, hence the reason for the vampire's presence there at the training grounds. The redheaded Scotswoman sneezed at the sun's rays and wiped her eyes before impaling her training staff into the soft ground. After a few defining touches and calibrations the staff glowed a welcoming red color and granted some strength to the young vampire. Next Sarah took a few deep breaths before searching her mana pool for something she could grab and manipulate.
In a few minutes Sarah had managed to will forth a soccer ball-sized orb of dark energy. She ran her hands over it and breathed more darkness into it, some coming from the shadows and some coming from the negative thoughts she housed. When the orb was big enough she left it to levitate in front of her. She stuck her hands into the orb and waited a few seconds before the energy seeped into them and coated them with a jet-black substance up to her arms: her long spellcasting gloves. With that taken care of, Sarah retrieved her hands and began to manipulate the orb of dark matter around like a scientist would with data or statistics.
Sarah would be so wrapped up in her training that she would probably not notice anything sneaking up on her. She seemed more interested in manipulating the dark orb than anything else at the moment.
Training Grounds
The morning dew looked mystical glittering on freshly mowed grass. Multiple tiny sparkles littered the training grounds were other students, eager to get some experience in before their classes, were busy testing and experimenting with their inborn abilities or newly acquired spells. For Sarah Hunnigan, the Scottish vampire from Ullapool, her reason for stepping foot onto the grounds was similar to everyone else's. Magic was like a muscle, and if one didn't exercise it enough, one would become rusty and clumsy with it. Sarah breathed in the fresh air and looked for a secluded, shaded spot to start her morning routine.
While Sarah did want to train and practice with her magic, she knew that deep in her heart she was here for a different reason. Whether it was because of her natural affiliation to dark magic, her unwillingness to listen or her own preconceived notions of her roommates, the vampire had made a complete and utter arse of herself in front of her roommates. She wanted to blame it on some kind of possession, as if she was being controlled by someone who was very angry at the world, but in the end the only person she could blame was herself. Her parents would think less of her for not taking it upon herself to fix the situation, and so would she. For things to return to the way they were, Sarah aspired to find her roommates and apologize to them profusely for her rotten behavior.
But she couldn't do it without blowing off some steam, hence the reason for the vampire's presence there at the training grounds. The redheaded Scotswoman sneezed at the sun's rays and wiped her eyes before impaling her training staff into the soft ground. After a few defining touches and calibrations the staff glowed a welcoming red color and granted some strength to the young vampire. Next Sarah took a few deep breaths before searching her mana pool for something she could grab and manipulate.
In a few minutes Sarah had managed to will forth a soccer ball-sized orb of dark energy. She ran her hands over it and breathed more darkness into it, some coming from the shadows and some coming from the negative thoughts she housed. When the orb was big enough she left it to levitate in front of her. She stuck her hands into the orb and waited a few seconds before the energy seeped into them and coated them with a jet-black substance up to her arms: her long spellcasting gloves. With that taken care of, Sarah retrieved her hands and began to manipulate the orb of dark matter around like a scientist would with data or statistics.
Sarah would be so wrapped up in her training that she would probably not notice anything sneaking up on her. She seemed more interested in manipulating the dark orb than anything else at the moment.
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