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Queen of Roses
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{ Elyon Ayelet | 18 | Faun }
Elyon entered her dorm room, after having slipped away from the vampire and angel mages soon after Tirik's departure. The earthy scent from the many potted plants that decorated her room reminded her of home. Her room was considerably small, but still comfy enough for her. Besides her bed, it was also filled with a writing desk and a large oak bookcase containing everything from novels to spell books and, of course, her music sheets. She set down her satchel on her desk, being careful not to knock over the caladrius quill and ink pot, which lived there.
With a yawn, the faun crawls into the warmth of her bed. Even with the nap not long ago, upon closing her eyes, she falls into a deep slumber.
After getting ready for a while, she walked out her room with her little backpack full of her books and walked over to the first floor, meeting no one yet. It was still pretty early as classes only start at noon, pretty late for her. She opened the huge cafeteria doors, went to take her meal and took a seat on an empty bench. The other mages seemed to stay away from her, not like she doesn't knows why. She sighed and quietly ate her meal.

•°. * уσυ ¢αи'т נυѕт ℓєανє α gυу ωнσ'ѕ тяуιиg нιѕ вєѕт ∂єѕριтє єνєяутнιиg αℓσиє, у'киσω? * .°•

{ Elyon Ayelet | 18 | Faun }
'Owwie..'
The fine-tooth comb had snagged onto the new budding foliage around the fauns antlers, causing her to wince and whimper as she attempted to tug it free. It took a moment, but she had finally finished smoothing out her bed-head. Once changed into the school's robes, the necessary books for the day were put into her satchel, not forgetting her pan flute. When she was sure she had everything, Elyon headed out into the halls with a content skip in her step, her hooves clicking like heels each time they connected with the floor.

{ Elyon Ayelet | 18 | Faun }
The blonde's head whipped around as she came to a halt, swearing she had heard her name being called. It wasn't long before she spotted the serpentfolk mage, towering the rest of the students. She didn't bat an eyelid towards the missing tunic. Instead, she gave a shy wave before heading over to him.
"Tirik, sir, w-will you be coming to the cafeteria to eat this morning?"

{ Elyon Ayelet | 18 | Faun }
Elyon nods as a sheepish grin spreads across her face, "I was just about to.." She pauses briefly before continuing, "Besides.. Um, didn't Puzzle s-say something about having a discussion this morning? I mean, who knows what he'll throw at us. We should take the opportunity to gain some energy, r-right?"
She heaved a sigh. This was going to be a long day.
Lowering herself upon the ground, she made her way to the mirror. As she stared into it, a creature's many optics peered right back into hers, eight legs curled at her sides. Best not go out like this, hm? Odd sounding clicks came from her 'mouth', and before long, the figure was replaced with a familiar red-eyed woman.
With that done, she headed out and slowly walked down the halls and toward the cafeteria. While rare, she could sometimes find things she actually liked in there. This place had a surprising variety of food for a simple mage's school.
Please come to your classroom at 3pm, it’s an emergency.
However, you mustn’t fret for it’s not dangerous.
Be there early or on time, being late will have consequences.


•°. * уσυ ¢αи'т נυѕт ℓєανє α gυу ωнσ'ѕ тяуιиg нιѕ вєѕт ∂єѕριтє єνєяутнιиg αℓσиє, у'киσω? * .°•

{ Elyon Ayelet | 18 | Faun }
"Ah... you're right, that's us."
A faint rosy tinge spreads across her cheeks as she takes Tirik's hand, gently pulling him in the general direction to the classroom, "Let's go, I think it's this way. Perhaps we could eat together tomorrow. T-that's only if you would w-want to, that is."
She looked back at Tirik for a second, before returning her focus to guiding the pair of them back. There were more important things to worry about rather than fretting about whether someone she barely knew wanted to go eat with her. The announcement, for example. An emergency, that wasn't dangerous? It just didn't sit well with her.