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[veraxhilde]

vera could feel the darkness creep in. and even if some small part of her tried to combat it, it was no use. her own magic was magic she inherited from her dark witch of a mother, and it would always be dark magic, regardless of whether or not vera used it for good. her magic jumped at the chance to be wielded, to be free, to be used for far more than potion-making.

she stood in the middle of the dance floor, and raised her hands. she willed the sleek tiles of the floor to heat up, and grinned as shoes began melting and sticking to the floor. students began running of the floor for fear of getting burned, and vera stood in the middle of it all and cackled.

[rhys-archerarchive]

[takuto-oh-blog]

I don’t have time for this. If you had a point, then get to it.

[arrownyx]

“I’m fine.”

[kade-hendrix]

[noah-cabot-blog]

[devyn-ackerman-blog]

“I have some time, I’m free for the next hour. Did you need something?”

[nikemeridius-blog]

“I’m going to kick your teeth down your throat.”

[rhys-archerarchive]

“Fuck...”

[remus-ashcraft-blog]

I....I don't know.....what you're....talking about.  So....so go...away.

[arrownyx]

“I don’t know how you plan on being cleared for missions with form like that.”

[noah-cabot-blog]

“ If you want to talk then talk.”

[raamere]

It's so peaceful up here. I didn't think it could get this quiet in the Capitol.

[alix-flux-blog]

Um....no.....I-I can talk...

[tessalynn-ashcraft]

-gingerly puts weight on her left leg, testing to see if she can walk on it or not-

[ariadne-stark]

They're making you wear that? It's certainly unique.