Drifter Journey

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2nd Log: School Days

It was the first days of march, the school 3rd term was almost over.
Students were anxious about the upcoming final tests and even more those on their fifth year.  
Before they could reach their sixth year, they had to chose their ‘Vocation’.
A decision that will be permanent for the rest of their lives, binding their magic to a certain call.

At the light of the chimney two girls were seated on the common room, bags were under their eyes. It was their last attempt to brew a potion against nightmare mist symptoms, because they had both run out of ingredients and they were at their wits end.

One girl with updo black hair took a sip of the cauldron and shake her head to her friend with purple hair made in a pony tail. A gust of wind moved a jar with honey inside right into the black haired student hand, she was going to make that sour potion into a sweet one, even if she had to mess up the proportions. The lilac haired girl took up the waist of her partner, much to the other annoyance.
 
LYRIS: “Hey stop right there, we don’t want to turn it into a stinky brew.”

Shizuka: “Let me GO! 
You’ re the only one who stinks here, don’t know why I agreed to keep an eye on you.”

Lyris was shocked upon hearing her usually cheerful friend speak in that manner, releasing her grip on that waist. Shizuka left to the stairs in a haste, leaving behind a puzzled girl to clean up their mess. From outside the room, a student with long straight red hair threw away her subtly when she entered the common room.

LYRIS: “Eleanor, were you spying us this whole time?”

Eleanor: “Teachers idea, just following orders.
Now hurry up and make peace with her, otherwise you are going to be stuck with me until the end of term. This place is a mess, need to enchant some brooms to clean...”

Following the class president advice, Lyris climb up a snail staircase in a hurry.
A soft noise with a pale turquoise light were activated when she reached the middle of said staircase, pushing her backwards. She felt into the common room after smashing a wall, her broken body started to lose blood, dyeing the wooden floor in crimson fluid.  

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