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wander_in_neutral) wrote2013-06-26 02:37 pm
wander_in_neutral) wrote2013-06-26 02:37 pm
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Nevada Dessert, abandoned reservation... unnamed mage school.
Some bit her lip looking at the cards in her hand before her, and then at the pile between her and Cinder on the bed. Tour had insisted that they room together and at first..well, she'd been afraid of Cinder at first. She had red scales, claws and always used to tease her so much, and still did sometimes. The draconic girl had suggested playing cards for a while until it was lights out, since R.C. was busy trying to get to know one of the three new kids who'd come in.
The other two, the tree-mage kid, and the teenager who was the adopted daughter of Mage Bear Hug hadn't been interested. Rex had wanted to hang around with Mage Nettle in the garden and Clary just wanted to get a decent wifi and television signal with her rig.
"Gyreing a Duchess to change from twonsie to thricewise!" Some declared, laying the card on top of the pile as Cinder wrinkled her nose and swore.
"Damnit! Hedgering card-" The larger girl with black hair sat up, looking back towards the hall just before the shouting came from Tourmaline's room.
"What is it, what's she shouting about?" Some asked, holding her cards to her chest and pulling her white hair behind her head to try and listen. Cinder just shook her head and looked back, "She's shouting something about politicians....ha! manxome duchess!"
"Oh, yeah she was listening to some kind of televised vote..."
There was the sound of a door slamming just then, but the girls just continued their game as Tourmaline stalked down the hallway, and down the stairs to the basement and Winecask's room. The woman brewed her own liquors and had several valid medical licenses, one of which had it's own very off-limits room in the green house.
"Cask? I need to trade something with you."
There were fucking protocols to asking any mage who grew cannibis, legally or otherwise. Alcohol they could deal and sell in batches equally, some schools even fully funded themselves with it. But pot, pot could get them in SO much fucking trouble in a school.
...that got Cask's attention in a hurry, Tour was welcome to the brews she made without asking, but the fact was that the one Mastery Mage in this school didn't drink unless things absolutely necessetated it.
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"What're you doing, Delos?" RC asked as he wandered back slowly.
"Shhh," The larger piggish teen turned around, pushing a finger to his lips as the voices talking in the basement carried. Not that it mattered, the voices stopped talking down below, soon followed by someone's footsteps, and then the owner of them. "Going for a walk kids, RC, Delos. I'll be back later."
She just had to disappear for a bit, Tour thought, fingering the silver spoon she'd taken from the Bar and turned into a pendant. And make sure none of the kids got any funny ideas about that broken shack a mile from the school.
Some bit her lip looking at the cards in her hand before her, and then at the pile between her and Cinder on the bed. Tour had insisted that they room together and at first..well, she'd been afraid of Cinder at first. She had red scales, claws and always used to tease her so much, and still did sometimes. The draconic girl had suggested playing cards for a while until it was lights out, since R.C. was busy trying to get to know one of the three new kids who'd come in.
The other two, the tree-mage kid, and the teenager who was the adopted daughter of Mage Bear Hug hadn't been interested. Rex had wanted to hang around with Mage Nettle in the garden and Clary just wanted to get a decent wifi and television signal with her rig.
"Gyreing a Duchess to change from twonsie to thricewise!" Some declared, laying the card on top of the pile as Cinder wrinkled her nose and swore.
"Damnit! Hedgering card-" The larger girl with black hair sat up, looking back towards the hall just before the shouting came from Tourmaline's room.
"What is it, what's she shouting about?" Some asked, holding her cards to her chest and pulling her white hair behind her head to try and listen. Cinder just shook her head and looked back, "She's shouting something about politicians....ha! manxome duchess!"
"Oh, yeah she was listening to some kind of televised vote..."
There was the sound of a door slamming just then, but the girls just continued their game as Tourmaline stalked down the hallway, and down the stairs to the basement and Winecask's room. The woman brewed her own liquors and had several valid medical licenses, one of which had it's own very off-limits room in the green house.
"Cask? I need to trade something with you."
There were fucking protocols to asking any mage who grew cannibis, legally or otherwise. Alcohol they could deal and sell in batches equally, some schools even fully funded themselves with it. But pot, pot could get them in SO much fucking trouble in a school.
...that got Cask's attention in a hurry, Tour was welcome to the brews she made without asking, but the fact was that the one Mastery Mage in this school didn't drink unless things absolutely necessetated it.
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"What're you doing, Delos?" RC asked as he wandered back slowly.
"Shhh," The larger piggish teen turned around, pushing a finger to his lips as the voices talking in the basement carried. Not that it mattered, the voices stopped talking down below, soon followed by someone's footsteps, and then the owner of them. "Going for a walk kids, RC, Delos. I'll be back later."
She just had to disappear for a bit, Tour thought, fingering the silver spoon she'd taken from the Bar and turned into a pendant. And make sure none of the kids got any funny ideas about that broken shack a mile from the school.