Faith

@loopylin

That’s a good question

Probably a little more than the students would be comfortable with. Not like, super classified information, but certainly information about their family, royal conflicts, a little about how they were raised, and probably predictions about what they will accomplish in the future.

But you can decide what you w…[Read more]

What kind of information would the school have on file about the students?

@loopylin

Moth

The boy across the table had white hair and a strange mark upon his forehead. His expression was very slightly strained, as if he were in pain, although his voice was pleasant.

“I don’t think so.” The faerie princeling tilted his head in response. “Although if you like, I can pretend I’ve known you forever.”

@whalekeeper

Ellis

Someone sat down across from Ellis making him glance up from his tea. He squinted in confusion as a feeling of recognition hit him. He leaned forward a bit.

“Excuse me, have we met before?”

Immediately he regretted the question as he took in the boy’s wings and feathery antennae. Of course they didn’t know each other. How…[Read more]

@keilah-h @rae @whalekeeper

who’s room should we do next?

Mel

“I’ll call him Paul… Junior.”  Mel fumbled around with the pin for a moment, trying to put it on without letting go of Gabriel’s hand. Eventually she gave up and put it in her pocket.

Moth

Walking in the midst of so many people would take some getting used to.

Moth tried not to get in anyone’s way. The halls, grand staircase, and path to the dining hall weren’t as packed as during the previous night. Walking from his room to get breakfast wasn’t hard, technically.

His real problem was that he couldn’t stop looking at people.…[Read more]

@keilah-h @rae @loopylin

The fact that Soldier has kids is what sends me.

Lucille

“Its name is Gryllus rubens,” Lucy explained. “Or Gryllus texensis. But… that’s just what I was trying to make. If you think it looks like a… another species, you can, er… call it anything you want.”

@loopylin

Disappeared. Like it had vanished into thin air.

Oh…

L-Lovely. Just, um… lovely.

@Elishavet-pidyon

I’m wondering what Ari will do, hedged in with strangers and with the one seat he was subconsciously saving for Moth taken.

I didn’t notice that at first since it’s from Lois’ POV. That’s pretty funny actually 😂

@elishavet-pidyon

Creepy…..

Yeahh he is from a story that verges on the category of horror/thriller so some of that may show up occasionally. Hope you guys don’t mind.

I love him.

🩷

@koshka okee here he is

@ellette-giselle @elishavet-pidyon

Lois

Lois stood, coffee in hand, staring at nothing. His face was several shades paler than normal and his mind spun in circles.

That morning, Lois had woken up to find a clean white sheet laying in a discarded pile on his bedroom floor. The thing that had been under it, standing in…[Read more]

All the characters are coincidentally sitting by each other. My goodness, this will be and already is entertaining

@koshka @elishavet-pidyon @ellette-giselle

can I crash the party with another character?

Wolfgang stood perfectly still for nearly twenty seconds

I didn’t know he was capable of such a feat

@koshka

Sure, breakfast can happen and LeQoi can confront Callum after that, hehe

I just really wanted create a funny side story about Callum sneaking into the kitchen of one of his heroes and trying to learn under him.

What made no sense was the tined things that were laid out beside them. He picked one up. It was silver and weighed heavily in his hand. He poked experimentally at the cloth folded beneath the horde of silverware. The utensil left tiny holes in the fabric where each tine distorted the weave.

WiLHeLM dOesn’t knOW whAT a FoRk iS

@elishavet-pidyon

You could let Wolfgang go searching for him

Oh no Wolfgang, Wilhelm is already up and about XD

Ellis

Ellis woke up with a headache. He rolled over, buried his face into the pillows, and groaned. He had had the strangest dreams all night, but the memories were beginning to fade. He tried to hold onto them. There was a farmhouse at night, windows glowing warm and innocent, being surrounded by men on horseback. At some point he had been…[Read more]

@koshka

The French internal dialogue is my fav

Callum

Callum only half-listened to the conversation between LeQoi and his cook. LeQoi was an all-knowing master and knew exactly how to restore order. The best way for Callum to be worthy of this job was to hold his head down and do as he was told.

He had to be fast. Efficient. Thorough.

He…[Read more]

@koshka

Callum

Callum rolled out of bed at the crack of dawn. He rubbed his eyes, tracing his hand over the colorful decor of his bedroom walls to find a lamp. He lit it, shook his head hard enough to strike his own face with his hair beads, and let out a tired groan.

In the hall, outside his room, hardly anybody was there. Most of the doors…[Read more]