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Bridgehid Secrets

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On the fifth anniversary of the Parisite Tower Exam Tragedy, the unexplained release of similar organisms within the central Tower catacombs of Bridgehid College of Magic and Alchemy, on Marquis Island, lead to the injuries of several parties including college staff as well as the death of one college affiliated individual, the name of Esma King.

King's child was sent to Oceanside Orphanage after much debate from the Bridgehid council, subsequently discovering that Rowan King had memory loss. Formative education, growth, and care, will take place later with enrollment into Bridgehid College.

Addendum: When Rowan King turns sixteen, they will be put into the care of Professor Indigo Corals and Calvin Brookstone, as requested by King before his death. Once in the care of Bookstone-Corals, Professor Corals must assist in their enrollment into Bridgehid college.

NO EXPECTS, Rowan King must attend Bridgehid College.

"Rowan, you ready?"

"Yes, Mrs. Geoffrey."

Brown lace-up boots hit the creaky wooden floor, as Rowan King swiftly adjust themself. With a large beige sweater and ripped jeans, threw on a cream-colored winter coat, adjusted their white and pink jellyfish-styled hair, then grabbed all their luggage including a bookbag and rolltop suitcase. Orange eyes scanned the small, shared, bedroom they'd lived in for the past seven years once over before heading out.

"Oh, Rowan," the elderly woman cooed as the bedroom door shut behind them, "I wish the best for you."

"Thank you, Mrs. Geoffrey," they muttered, as the old woman held their pale hands.

"I know this wasn't the best place to be, but-"

Rowan gave the woman a small smile, "Mrs. Geoffrey, I do appreciate all you did."

The old woman smiled back, "stay out of trouble, dear."

"I'll try."

Descending a small flight of stairs, Greeted by a matching trench coat-wearing duo they had only met and seen a handful of times throughout their life. A pale, scarred, blue-eyed woman with turquoise and lavender long hair, down with several shiny clips and braids, a black cat in her arms. And a dark tan man with his black hair neatly up , in a fancy style, holding a caring smile while looking at them with soft pink eyes, "ready, kid," the man asked.

"Yeah."

Calvin and Indigo Bookstone-Corals now acting like foster parents on the conduction that Rowan enroll in the primary source of secondary and higher education Bridgehid College of Magic and Alchemy. Bridgehid College was the only institution where also those who wished to learn about alchemy or the mage hood on Marque Island, the place Rowan called home.

"Is there anything in particular you'd like," Calvin asked, walking down the empty frost-covered paths, "as a welcome home present."

"Isn't the home enough," they asked, watching the black cat that was once in Indigo's arms prancing paces in front of the three of them.

Indigo snickered at the humble response, "it can be anything," she remarked, with a silky French accent, "within reason."

"Can be clothes, books, worshiping candles, décor for your new room," Calvin started the list, "we can get you a nice little house paint if you are into botany, anything to do with a hobby you have or wanna have, food or sweets."

"Sweets?"

"Oui, jellyfish, bonbons."

"Mrs. Geoffrey would buy these little like cubes fruit flavored hard candies," they explained, talking with their hands, "she bought them every holiday and for birthdays she would get the ones that were mix, both sour and sweet... I'd like some of those if it's not too much to ask."

"Any specific flavors," Calvin asked.

"Uhm...Grapefruit," Rowan answered, "but anything would be fine, really."

"Angel, what would you like?"

"I don't need anything," Indigo replied.

"I didn't ask what you needed, I am asking what you want," Calvin remarked to which Indigo didn't respond, "I know what you like."

"Fine."

They made it to a dark and large hilltop cabin home that would be hidden by trees if it wasn't for the winter weather. Indeed, the largest house Rowan had ever been in the presence of, "you actually live here," they asked.

"Of course, kid," Calvin chuckled.

"Welcome home, Rowan," Indigo declared, softly.

Rowan continued to follow Indigo and Calvin into the cabin chateau. Once stepping through the front door, it felt like home, instantly warm. Fire already in the fireplace, in the living room off the foyer, no doubt the doing of the household nymphs that have made themselves a place in Indigo and Calvin's home.

"You have a beautiful home," Rowan mentioned, looking around at the muted wood, dark shades with pops of delicate color, and a whimsical-contemporary style of furniture and design.

"It's your home too, Rowan," Calvin declared, getting ahold of all their bags, "wanna see your room?"

"Please."

Calvin nodded and motioned them to follow him down the hall of the living room, to which they followed, passing a few closed doors, before getting to an open bedroom door, "here ya' go," Calvin remarked, stepping aside, so they could enter.

It was a much large room than they had ever been in, let alone ever stayed in. Fitted with a full-size bed, a closet dresser, a few empty shells, a desk, and a chair, "I'm going to set your stuff right here," Calvin mentioned, "you, okay?"

"I have this room all to myself," Rowan pondered, flabbergasted.

"It would be odd if someone was rooming with you," he chuckled, "You got this whole space yourself, it's a bit bare but—"

"It's perfect," Rowan said with a smile, "thank you."

"You're welcome," Calvin replied, "I'm going let you settle in and help Indigo in the kitchen. If you need anything, that's where we'll be."

Rowan nodded, sitting their bookbag on the bed, "thank you again, Mr. Bookstone."

"No problem kid," he said as he walked out of the bedroom.

After he descended the hallway, Rowan began unpacking the little personal items they own, enjoying the thought of finally having a room all to themselves. Meanwhile, Calvin entered the kitchen seeing Indigo finishing a small batch of pastries with mint-colored tops and pie crust bottoms.

"How are they," Indigo questioned, sounding dejected and dismayed.

"Seemingly content,'" Calvin replied, petting the cat that was rubbed up against his legs, "how are you?"

Indigo sighed before hugging Calvin, to which he returned with a tight embrace, "I wish she was here," she muttered.

"I know angel," he cooed.

"They look so much like her."

Calvin kissed her forehead, and rubbed her back, letting a blanket of comforting silence fall on the kitchen as he held her, "is everything okay?" The couple looked towards the archway to the kitchen, seeing Rowan.

"Yeah, everything is fine," the Frenchwoman lied, as she released her husband, "you have excellent timing, too."

"Excellent timing, for what," Rowan questioned, entering the kitchen.

"Mrs. Geoffroy, told me that you liked Carac and because it is your birthday," Indigo placed one of the small pastries on a small ceramic plate, sitting it across one of the island counter bar stools, "I made it for you. Happy Birthday, Rowan."

Rowan took a seat on the island, gazing at the same like-pie tartlet before taking a bite. Instantly enjoying the taste of a velvet cocoa center and sweet mint-colored frosting, "you didn't have to make these for me," they mentioned.

"It's your birthday," Calvin scoffed, "we have to celebrate somehow."

"We also want you to feel welcomed. What's going on has got to be difficult for you, the last thing we want to do is to make you feel unwelcomed."

Rowan gave the couple a slight smile, "thank you," they uttered.

The three of the made small talk, about one another, as the married couple fixed a simple potato soup for dinner. The now 16-year-old learned a simplified story of how Indigo and Calvin met, as well as learning that the cat rubbing itself over their legs was named Hecate and Indigo's familiar. The teen also reminisced on their favorite moments growing up in Oceanside Orphanage before eating dinner and soon retiring to their new bedroom to begin turning in for the night.

Entered the living room fitted with dark wood and a muted sage green theme, and a dark stone fireplace, with the intent to tell Indigo and Calvin goodnight, and thank the two of them again. Although Calvin isn't present, only Indigo and Hecate, who sat on the muted sage green sectional going through old photos that sat on the large dark coffee table in front of the couch.

"Where is Calvin," Rowan asked, causing the mage professor to look up.

"He went to check on his patients in the infirmary," Indigo stated, "is there something you needed? Maybe I could possibly help?"

Rowan waved their hands dismissing Indigo's question, "there isn't anything I need, I just wanted to thank you both again."

"You don't need to thank us," Indigo expressed.

"Oh but I do," the teenager articulated beginning to talk with their hands like they had done earlier that same day, "I know one the reasons I am living with you is because I have to enroll in the college, but I've known of you and Calvin for the past 7 years and also know that you two have done a lot to be a part of my life, for whatever reason. At Oceanside, I didn't feel like I was home, being here just for a few hours, I already feel like I a since of love in care that I would have never gotten at the Orphanage."

Indigo stared that them with a sympathetic gaze, "come sit," she declared, patting the place beside her on the couch, to which Rowan did so, "the reason, Calvin and I have tried to our best to be figures in your life since you've at Oceanside is because your mother and I where good friends when we were younger," the French woman explained before handing Rowan an old photograph of the young mage woman with much short hair and in a blush wedding dress, a peach-skinned woman with pink hair and orange eyes, and a dark-skinned man with an eyepatch and black hair. Everyone in the picture smiling, which made Rowan smile.

"Her name was Esma, and she was one of my best friends," the mage spoke handing them another picture of Indigo and their mother in the college uniform. The two women were younger than the first picture they looked at, so much so that Indigo had no scars on her face, "the night of Calvin and I's wedding your mother pulled me aside and asked me to take care of you and to try and give you they best life possible if anything ever happened to her."

Rowan frowned, they knew that their mother was deceased, it had been mentioned in passing by others since they could remember, which was basically throughout the last 7 years. Although looking upon pictures and finally laying eyes on their mother, was different than just hearing she was gone.

"Seven years ago, I didn't realize at the time that she was letting me that something was going to happen, and I don't know how she knew, but she did," Indigo revealed, "when she died, you got caught in the middle of what the college wanted for you, what I wanted for you, and what your mother told me she wanted for you. The college allowed you to be put into my care, only when you were of age to enroll at the college, until then -until now- you would life at Oceanside."

Indigo handed Rowan another photo of the two of them, Rowan younger holding up a diploma from primary school, Indigo standing to their left side her hand on their shoulder the two of them smiling for the camera. Then finally they were handed one last photo mirror from the one they were just given, although of themself much younger holding a kindergarten diploma and their mother hugging them from their right side.

"I don't remember this," Rowan muttered, showing Indigo the last picture they were handed, "I remember when I graduated primary school, that was the was a couple days after I met you and Calvin. But I don't remember graduating kindergarten, at all... I don't remember my mom."

The mage woman frowned, "I wish I knew why," she disclosed, "I believe it had to do with the night your mother died, but I am not sure, I don't believe anyone is, I'm sorry.

Rowan stared at the photos they were handed for a few minutes, trying their hardest to remember anything about their mother, but to no avail, "so, the only reason I'm here is because I have to be..."

"On paper, yes," Indigo answered, "but Rowan, I am not doing this for the college, I'm doing this for your mother! Esma in trusted me to take care of your wellbeing, and I have tried my hardest, although I could have tried harder, but I am going to do my best to gave you the best life possible from here on."

The teenager laid their head on Indigo's shoulder, "thank you," they muttered as tears began to roll down their cheeks, "was she kind, what was she like?"

Indigo let out a slight chuckle as she rested her cheek on the crown of their head, "the kindest, she was a friend to everyone, just a wonderful, skilled and powerful woman. You were whole world, the only thing she truly cared for was you, and she would be doing anything and everything for you."

"Can I keep these pictures," Rowan sniffled?

"Of course," Indigo mumbled softly, trying to cover up the fact that she wanted to start bawling her eyes out, "I'll try to find more picture of her for you."

"Thank you," they replied before getting up, "not only for the pictures, but for telling me about my mom."

Indigo flashed them a sad smile, "sleep well, Ro."

Rowan nodded before making their way to their bedroom, with Hecate trotting down the hallway not too far behind, leaving Indigo to break down on that muted sage sectional, feeling lucky to compose herself ever so slightly when Calvin returned home much later in the evening. Although Calvin is Calvin, he always knows when Indigo is the slightest bit frustrated or upset.

"What do you want me to do," he asked, climbing into bed beside her intertwining fingers, and kissing her knuckles, after placing a bag of passion fruit candies on one of their bedside tables.

"Just tell me everything will be okay," she slurred, hugging his arms trying to hide her face in his shoulder.

"It will be alright, angel eyes," he cooed.

[henrikveres]

Two weeks ago I started studying at @esmamontreal , so far it has been a really fun experience with lots of interesting subjects and awesome teachers! These are some of the projects i've done in the past two weeks at school: lighting and rendering a scene in Maya, texturing and shading basic spheres (as a bonus i even animated it and made a quick render:) ), making a low-poly castle based on a reference drawing, and compositing bunch of city elements together into one image in photoshop. - - #study #3d #studying #esma #esma3d #esmamontreal #school #fun #projects #digital #art #artist #cgi #animation #3danimation #motiondesign #render #maya #photoshop #learn #love #life #happy #projects #visual #film #3dmodeling #texturing (at Montreal, Quebec) https://www.instagram.com/p/CikUVangH9d/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[shelbgrey]

Hi honey, I want to place an order for Twilight please. I want something for "being Rosalie and Emmett's daughter" the girl would be Jasper and Alice's goddaughter, hence, "granddaughter" of Esme and Carlisle. If it wasn't too much to ask, write how you think her relationship with each person in your family would be, Clan Denali would also enter this medium, since they are such good friends with Carlisle (I love them). Anyway, that's it honey, if it's too much for you, let me know, I never meant to be rude 😔💗

Being Emmett and Rose's daughter and the youngest in the Cullen family:

Your relationships with them:

Emmett and Rosalie:

They are your parents, they adopted you a little bit over a century before the big move to Forks.

Unlike the people around you, you have a strong relationship with your parents. Rosalie is a loving mother and Emmett is very much an over protective father.

The over protectiveness can get annoying but you know he means well. At first he was afraid to touch you, with his super human strangth he was always afraid to be around you. That didn't stop you from when you were a baby beacuse you'd just follow him everywhere. If he was working on his jeep you were crawling under there with him holding a flashlight. If he was play video games you'll craw on the couch and read a Dr. Suse book next to him.

Rosalie always makes sure your loved a cared for. She makes sure you eat proper meals, buys you anything you want, and most importantly she's always there to listen. It's hard to keep things from her and you know you can tell her anything.

Their worst fear is you becoming a vampire... But they also don't want to lose you once you get into your old age. It's a subject that wasn't discussed and you just didn't bring it up. That's the only thing you guys fight about... That and boys.

You've never seen your father so angry when he found out Pual Imprinted on you. Rose was just disponted on who it was but she was glad you found someone you loved. I think part of her was afraid you'll end up in this same relationship she was when she dated Ryoce King.

But then they saw that dispite his temper he treated you like a queen and that's what matter.

Alice and Jasper:

These two are your godparents. I think part of Rose wanted it to be carlisle and Esma but over the years she relized Alice was the best choice.

You love Alice and all but sometimes you argue. Mostly over clothes. There's been many first days of school that you hid in carlisle's office because you didn't want to wear a dress. After school you guys do make up.

She always makes sure you know your beautiful. If your insecur about something she'll try and help you see the beauty in it. If you hate your hair she'll come up with different styles intill you find one you like.

Jasper is the one you'll set with if you want peace. If there's a big family gathering and you don't want to talk you'll be with Jasper.

To him your the only thing pure in his life and he'll tare down the world for you.

You love hearing stories from jasper's past.

Jasper tought you how to swing a bat and to play baseball.

Carlisle and Esme:

You have a strong bond with these two.

Your close to carlisle and he always inspires you to be kind to others and he's the reason you want to go to medical school.

If you have a problem that you feel you can't tell your parents you go to him.

You guys bond over books and like with Jasper, you love hearing his stories.

Carlisle is just as protective if not more than Emmett. Carlisle is very calm and collected, but if anything is causing you harm his eyes will be blazing with anger.

Esme was the first one to except your relationship with Paul... Carlisle on the other hand didn't like it.

“I don't like him”

“that's a first” Esme said rolling her eyes.

Emes loves like you like you were own daughter. She's always puts you first and would give you the world if she could.

Dispite there young aprences you call them Pops and grams. When you were a little you couldn't say carlisle properly so you just called him car then pops.

You guys love going to the movies together and they'll watch whatever you want and always show interest in what you like.

Edward and bella:

You don't get along with Bella. Pirod. She doesn't treat you like your part of the family, which it doesn't matter because you were there first.

Edward is more like a brother. Your both closer in age and he treats you like a little sister more then a niece.

He loves you but sometimes he doesn't see that Bella treats you like crap. Infact none of them do expect your mother and Carlisle.

You never told them beacuse you didn't want to ruin anything for Edward but then one day rose and carlisle cought her in the act. You made them promise not to say anything.

You and Edward are close like I said before. You don't see him as the monster he thinks he is and you always try and make his life more brighter.

You never fail to make him laugh.

He tought you how to play piano and you guys bond over music.

Bella causes problems so the day she slapped Paul and he phased she tried to pin it on you right when the family started to except him. You and Paul explained everything and Edward took your side, which you were thankful for.

The denalis:

You and Eleazar have the type of relationship that you guys make each other laugh at the wrong time. Camron and Rosalie can't take you guys anywhere.

Camron loves you to bits and taught to how to speak Spanish. She teaches to about her culture and it warms her heart that you care so much.

Tanya and Kate are like big sister to you. You have inside jokes the others don't understand and your always laughing.

Irina and your get along but you aren't close. She stoped talking to you after Paul and the pack killed Laurant. You could understand why she would be angry but it hurt knowing she hates you because you love a wolf.

Garrett and you have a love hate relationship. You guys teas and taunt each other. At first it was out of spite beacuse your personalites just didn't clash but then he grew a soft spot for you and you became buddies.

[leftistfeminista]

The BocaJuniors 1st division women's soccer team visited the ESMA Memorial Site Museum yesterday. The more than 20 players and part of the technical team conducted a guided tour of the permanent sample and also the temporary sample "Being Women in ESMA II". Time of Encounters". After the tour some of the players left us their comments about the visit.

"Particularly being a woman I was very shocked to hear all that happened to women in this place, the invisibility of the situations they lived through." Coming here is to open the doors to discover the truth and to have justice done," Clarisa Huber said.

Camila Gómez Ares in turn added: "It's a before and an after since you walk in." This is my third time coming. I came with the school, the faculty and now the club. The three times was different and from the three I carry different things. Good of the club to bring us in so we can all know what happened here."

Clarisa Huber and Camila Gómez Ares have both played in the FIFA World Cup. And it is so inspiring that these world class athletes visited the ESMA museum of political prisoners. Especially drawing attention to their bonds to the victims and heroines as women. The Junta tactics used against leftist revolutionary women, was a sinister method of draining the strength of powerful women. And as women athletes this is something they have sisterhood and solidarity on. It is amazing how women from different fields of life have drawn lessons and inspiration from the sufferings of Junta prisons.

[mateorivafae]

PELOTON COMANDO

At my school located in Salinas, Ecuador. In which we prepare to be the best military in the country, we have certain traditions which we must pass on from generation to generation so that these ways of representing our institution remain marked throughout history and are not forgotten for what At ESMA we have the PELOTON COMANDO, a group of cadets who are divided by "TAMBOR MAYOR", "LIRAS", drums, trumpets, tenors and pennants who roar the call to war and give notice of the arrival of the best that the ecuadorian air force has, made up of the best cadets that the school has and who are willing to leave everything to leave the name of our institution and our families high.

Most of the times we show up on dates that have marked the history of Ecuador and that are worth remembering every day so as not to forget where we come from and where we belong.

[esmaxdemirci]

[cisfemale, she/her] Welcome to Aurora Bay, [ESMA DEMIRCI]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [PINAR DENIZ]. You must be the [TWENTY NINE] year old [WAITSTAFF AT FOUR LEAF IRISH PUB]. Word is you’re [INDEPENDENT] but can also be a bit [MANIPULATIVE] and your favorite song is [SWEETEST PIE BY MEGAN THEE STALLION & DUA LIPA]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [FISHERS COVE]. I’m sure you’ll love it!

@aurorabayaesthetic

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tw: abuse mention, miscarriage, car accident, cheating, drugs

stats

name: esma demirci

nicknames: n/a

age: twenty nine

faceclaim: pinar deniz

occupation: waitress @ four leaf irish pub

gender: cis female

pronouns: she/her

sexuality: pansexual

birthday: november 4th 1994

sign: scorpio sun, sagittarius moon, virgo rising

ethnicity: arab

hometown: aurora bay

eye color: green

hair color: dark brown

height: 5'6"

tattoos: coming soon

piercings: coming soon

likes - dislikes- headcanons-

biography:

Chaos didn't always follow around Esma and her twin sister Isra. It all started when the girls were five. Their mother had always been slightly erratic, but when their father caught her having an affair with one of his best friends? He couldn't stand it anymore. Knowing Esma was the strongest of the pair, he left her and took Isra with him. This ended up with Esma taking on her mother's verbal abuse, and her mom turning to alcohol. Eventually, she remarried and her stepfather was just as bad.

As she grew into her teen years, Esma began attention seeking, drinking, drugs, and hanging out with people she shouldn’t. Her mother began to get fed up with her, kicking her out when she was 16. This caused her to drop out of high school, couch surfing at her best friend's place; his laid-back parents kindly let her. But it was trouble, she was slowly falling for his girlfriend, and she was falling for her too. It wasn’t very long before they were sneaking around together and she was stuck in some very messy affair that carried on for nearly two years. Funnily enough, it had been the only bit of stability that Esma had ever had.  

Tragedy struck when he got into a car accident and passed away on the scene. The girls had been together that night so when they heard the news they both felt an immense amount of guilt. Esma was unable to contain it; hitching a ride to San Fransisco and never looking back.  She had no money, no nothing, but being somewhat street smart, Esma broke into an empty apartment to live in while she tried to build up some cash. It wasn’t long until she was caught and kicked out so she had to find a new plan. 

Esma still spent most of her time drinking and doing drugs, anything to escape the grief she’d endured over the last couple of years. Finding different bodies to fill the void, until she came across a chef who worked at one of San Fran’s most prestigious restaurants. He was older than her, he had money, and he seemed nice enough so she went home with him, charming her way into his life.  It was only six weeks later she was staring at a positive pregnancy test in the bathroom of his restaurant. It was positive and he was thrilled. Esma couldn’t really picture herself as a mother but her life had been flipped upside down, maybe now she was finally going to feel some sort of happiness. He flew her to Vegas and they got married. 

Only a short time went by before it all started crumbling. Esma experienced a late-term miscarriage shortly after their wedding day. Things turning more sour than they ever could have with her new husband blaming everything on her. Esma had always been strong but not anymore, not after this. She began to believe the words he fed her. It wasn’t long before he was laying hands on her either. She was miserable. When Esma had enough instead of leaving she began to retaliate. This carried on for years until she couldn’t take it anymore, when she found out he got his mistress pregnant, it was over. Esma cooked her husband a nice dinner and laced it with rat poison, then once he was knocked out, she went to the nearest ATM, to withdraw all the money in their joint account, winding back up in Aurora Bay. 

The first thing she did was find a house in Fishers Cove and the next thing she did was find a job at the Four Leaf Irish pub, hoping to forget about everything she had endured. With too much evidence against him, she knew he wouldn't come looking for her. She finally felt strong again.

current & wanted connections:

will update this shortly!

[vortship]

nobody:

absolutely nobody:

me: SO YOU HAVE HAL, THEN YOU HAVE NIRI AND ENI THEY'RE GIRLS SHE KNEW ON VORT WHO WANT REVENGE ON HAL, THEY COME INTO PLAY LATER AND THEN HAL ONCE UPLOADED HER PERSONALITY INTO AN EVIL IRKEN'S SHIP AND SO THAT THING IS OUT THERE AND WANTS TO KILL HER AND THEN THERE'S ESMA SHE WAS THE WARDEN AT MOO PING 9 WHERE HAL WAS A PRISONER ONE OF HAL'S ALIASES ON EARTH IS A HACKER CALLED POLARIS WITH A TV FOR A HEAD WHO HELPS VARIOUS VILLAINS BUT HE'S VERY MYSTERIOUS BUT HE'S JUST HAL REALLY THE WHOLE TIME AND HE ENDS UP HELPING AN EX HERO NAMED SUPRA NOVA FALSIFY A FEW DOCUMENTS OH BUT WAIT SUPRA NOVA IS ACTUALLY A WOMAN NAMED LENA HERNANDEZ WHO'S HAL'S SCHOOL GUIDANCE COUNSELOR SHE'S DEPRESSED BECAUSE SHE HAD TO DO A LOT OF AWFUL STUFF WHEN SHE WAS A HERO AND SHE DATED THIS HERO NAMED MOON HALO WHO WANTS TO KILL POLARIS FOR BLACKMAILING AND EXTORTING HIS HERO TEAM CALLED THE DIVINE GUARD BUT REMEMBER POLARIS IS HAL AND

[original-character-championship]

Bracket E Round 1

Poll 23

Esma Sayın (@frutigermetro) vs. Vera F. (@creativeidealist)

301. Esma Sayın [sigh-in, not saying] (@frutigermetro)

she/her

Esma Sayin is a teenage girl with no super-powers (in a world where everyone around her has super-powers) but instead a big hammer and perhaps too much persistence. She’s interning with some other teenagers for a big organisation called Beast Control.

Esma knows how to wield her charm, and she’s good at strategizing on the fly, but she can be quite insensitive and (often willingly, sometimes unwillingly) oblivious outside of her immediate goals. On the outside she is silly, perhaps a bit goofy, on the inside she possesses a deep sadness and regret, and on the inside of that is even more silliness but a different kind. She’s learning to listen to her peers more, and eventually she’ll catch onto the fact that the people she admires aren’t everything. Eventually.

I’ve somehow made her the blorbo of everyone I mention her to. I’ve drawn her on various pen testing pads and on a very graffitied table in my high school once and then also on a whiteboard at a uni’s animation department once as well. I am making an extended propaganda video about her at this very minute (which may be uploaded by the time this is released). Vote for a white girl squirking on the beat. Vote for a girl who may have some issues. Vote Esma.

Esma is a pale, scrawny teenage girl with curly dark brown hair tied into a braid. She has dark brown eyes (sometimes I draw them purple but they're meant to be brown!). Normally she wears a dark cyan set of tracksuit pants and a shirt, boots, and a pale purple jacket with a right sleeve repaired using medium purple, patterned fabric. She has a big hammer and it's pretty epic.

302. Vera F. (@creativeidealist)

She/Her

She's Hot, Fashionable, Artsy, Passionate, and a Nervous wreck of a gal with a love of burning stuff, not to mention she's Pan! You may think she's just some run-of-the-mill Undertale OC, but I assure you she has grown to be so much more than a "Sans but a different color" over the years. I know, There's not a lot to go off off her, But think about it! she's up for interpretation! So what are you waiting for?

[esmaxdemircix]

[cisfemale, she her] Welcome to Aurora Bay, [ESMA DEMIRCI]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [PINAR DENIZ]. You must be the [TWENTY NINE] year old [WAITSTAFF AT FOUR LEAF IRISH PUB]. Word is you’re [INDEPENDENT] but can also be a bit [MANIPULATIVE] and your favorite song is [SWEETEST PIE BY MEGAN THEE STALLION & DUA LIPA]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [FISHERS COVE]. I’m sure you’ll love it!

@aurorabayaesthetic

tw: abuse mention, miscarriage, car accident, cheating, drugs

stats

name: esma demirci

nicknames: n/a

age: twenty nine

faceclaim: pinar deniz

occupation: waitress @ four leaf irish pub

gender: cis female

pronouns: she/her

sexuality: pansexual

birthday: november 4th 1994

sign: scorpio sun, sagittarius moon, virgo rising

ethnicity: arab

hometown: aurora bay

eye color: green

hair color: dark brown

height: 5'6"

tattoos: coming soon

piercings: coming soon

likes - dislikes- headcanons-

biography:

Chaos didn't always follow around Esma and her twin sister Isra. It all started when the girls were five. Their mother had always been slightly erratic, but when their father caught her having an affair with one of his best friends? He couldn't stand it anymore. Knowing Esma was the strongest of the pair, he left her and took Isra with him. This ended up with Esma taking on her mother's verbal abuse, and her mom turning to alcohol. Eventually, she remarried and her stepfather was just as bad.

As she grew into her teen years, Esma began attention seeking, drinking, drugs, and hanging out with people she shouldn’t. Her mother began to get fed up with her, kicking her out when she was 16. This caused her to drop out of high school, couch surfing at her best friend's place; his laid-back parents kindly let her. But it was trouble, she was slowly falling for his girlfriend, and she was falling for her too. It wasn’t very long before they were sneaking around together and she was stuck in some very messy affair that carried on for nearly two years. Funnily enough, it had been the only bit of stability that Esma had ever had.  

Tragedy struck when he got into a car accident and passed away on the scene. The girls had been together that night so when they heard the news they both felt an immense amount of guilt. Esma was unable to contain it; hitching a ride to San Fransisco and never looking back.  She had no money, no nothing, but being somewhat street smart, Esma broke into an empty apartment to live in while she tried to build up some cash. It wasn’t long until she was caught and kicked out so she had to find a new plan. 

Esma still spent most of her time drinking and doing drugs, anything to escape the grief she’d endured over the last couple of years. Finding different bodies to fill the void, until she came across a chef who worked at one of San Fran’s most prestigious restaurants. He was older than her, he had money, and he seemed nice enough so she went home with him, charming her way into his life.  It was only six weeks later she was staring at a positive pregnancy test in the bathroom of his restaurant. It was positive and he was thrilled. Esma couldn’t really picture herself as a mother but her life had been flipped upside down, maybe now she was finally going to feel some sort of happiness. He flew her to Vegas and they got married. 

Only a short time went by before it all started crumbling. Esma experienced a late-term miscarriage shortly after their wedding day. Things turning more sour than they ever could have with her new husband blaming everything on her. Esma had always been strong but not anymore, not after this. She began to believe the words he fed her. It wasn’t long before he was laying hands on her either. She was miserable. When Esma had enough instead of leaving she began to retaliate. This carried on for years until she couldn’t take it anymore, when she found out he got his mistress pregnant, it was over. Esma cooked her husband a nice dinner and laced it with rat poison, then once he was knocked out, she went to the nearest ATM, to withdraw all the money in their joint account, winding back up in Aurora Bay. 

The first thing she did was find a house in Fishers Cove and the next thing she did was find a job at the Four Leaf Irish pub, hoping to forget about everything she had endured. With too much evidence against him, she knew he wouldn't come looking for her. She finally felt strong again.

[tokanek]

Pour ce projet, nous devions nous inspirer d'une musique pour créer une peinture sur vinyle. Cette peinture devait raconter une petite histoire. Je devais travailler sur Tiny d'Essa Weira. Je voulais au début montrer une jeune fille attendant un train dans une gare abandonnée entouré de tournesols. Je voulais une ambiance calme avec un personnage perdu dans un monde trop grand pour elle.

Cependant, pour compliquer le projet, on a eu deux contraintes aléatoires à ajouter à notre idée de base à la dernière minute. J'ai eu " violence " et " main "...

For this project, we had to find an inspiration from a music to create a painting on a vinyl. This painting had to tell a small story. I had to work on Tiny by Essa Weira. I wanted to represent a young girl waiting for a train in an abandoned train station surrounded by sunflowers. I wanted to show a peaceful place, with a character lost in a world too big for her.

However, to make the project more difficult, we had two random constraints to add to our basic idea at the last minute. Mine were 'violence' and 'hand'...

[jhona-velas80]

Military integration

Meeting people sharing traditions from different military schools is very comforting Military life is full of challenges, experiences and a lot of work. Yes, it is always good to get out of the routine and explore new things, meet new people. Here in Salinas we had the honor of having the presence of cadets from Esmil and Esuna. For us it was very normal to know about aircraft, in the hangar we were able to have an exhibition of the aircraft that ESMA has, such as the Diamont and the Grob. We shared good times at night, we went to the bar and ate french fries, we listened to music and sometimes we started dancing or singing. Each one had a hidden talent and at that moment we discovered it. These moments make us meet new friends that in the future when we graduate we will remember these moments, all of this is very fun and at the same time very essential to know that each of us plays a fundamental role in each of our forces that we serve.

[elfboyeros]

Healing Pools

Bridgehid Masterlist [start from the beginning?]

@jj-pines @karaboutmyart @lerenee

“Calvin said he and Indigo went to the forge.”

“Where is the forge?”

“Down that hallway it the 12th door on the left.”

“Rowan!”

They marched down the hall with their friends following a bit behind, “Rowan, are you really sure that this is a good idea?” Elias asked.

The group of teens had found their way into the college from the festival—Rowan on the hunt for Indigo to get answers on the lying and what happened in the past.

“Indigo been lying to me this whole time!” they scoffed, “I don’t care if this a good idea, I need her to tell me the truth!”

They continued to the forge, found the door, and barreled through it, making Calvin jump at his workstation. The forge looked very much like a standard blacksmith forge with barrels of scraps, and tools. And weapons, specifically epées and a large onyx scythe hanging on the walls. Indigo sat beside Calvin in his large office chair now looking at the door since teens entered. “Rowan, what’s wrong?” she asked, all crunched up in the chair.

“You… You’ve been lying to me!”

She is silent, her eyes widen, and she stands, “W-what do you mean?!”

“You know what happened to my memories!” they yelled.

“What?!”

“You kept what happened from me this whole time!”

Indigo was flustered, combing her fingers through her hair, her shaking as she looked at everyone in from of her erratically, “I’ll know is that Esma was murdered that night then, Duke—”

“DUKE HAD YOU AND YOUR MAGES TAKE AWAY MY MEMORIES OF THAT NIGHT!”

The archmage froze, “I…” she crooked.

“BUT YOU AND MAGES FUCKED UP AND LEFT ME WITH NO MEMORIES AT ALL!”

“I didn’t know—”

“BULLSHIT! YOU’VE TRYING TO MAKE UP FOR PAST SEVEN YEARS, MAKING UP ME NOT REMEMBERING MY OWN PARENTS WITH STUPID GIFTS AND THE PROMISE OF HAPPINESS,” Rowan screamed.

“I-I…”

“YOU RUIN MY LIFE! AND YOU’VE KNOWN THIS WHOLE TIME! YOU’VE LIED TO MY FACE FOR WHAT?!”

“I DIDN’T KNOW,” Indigo screamed, her hands over her heart, “THE ONLY THING I KNEW WAS ESMA WAS SHOT!”

The room is silent again, she sounds genuine, her eyes full of tears, she heaved, “I didn’t even know that when it happened! I found that out later.” She exhaled unsteadily, “Duke told Sloan and I, she had died when the creatures from the tower came out that night! Then he said you saw something, and he didn’t want you to live with the memory of it! He had the mages join him in some kind of spellcasting to lock away your memories, but I did not participate. I assumed it worked as it should have and went with what Duke said to do regarding your well-being.”

Rowan only stared, with an anger-infused scowl that made Indigo’s skin feel like it was burning, “So you just listened to this guy you’ve never trusted?!?”

“I wasn’t any position at the time to not trust him!”

“I don’t like that answer,” Rowan huffed before turning to head for the door.

They didn’t want to look at her anymore, so they left the forge with their friends following behind them, while Indigo collapsed to the floor and began to wail. The mage could be heard through the walls as they all walked away, hiding in the school’s enormous media room.

They all sat in silence as it continued to grow late into the evening until Nemo began playing the piano softly. Georgia sat next to Rowan on the floor their arms linked together with the young seer’s head on their left shoulder, Elias paced, and Maverick had left after a while to go to the infirmary Calvin needed some help.

“You can stay with me tonight if you want Rowan,” Georgia mentioned, softly, “I think I still have some of your clothes, so you don’t have to go to Indigo and Calvin’s.”

Rowan only nodded, seeing Maverick, through the large windows looking out into the hallway. He was coming back, fidgeting with his hands, before he entered, “Indigo wants to seeing you in the infirmary.”

“I don’t want to talk her,” Rowan sneered as Nemo stopped playing the piano and Elias stopped pacing.

“She said she could fix this,” he replied.

“Can we really trust her,” Nemo scoffed, “she has been lying this whole time.”

“Wait she sounded genuine,” Georgia muttered sheepishly before receiving questioning glances, “I mean, yes, she has lied and maybe she didn’t have any good reason to lie, but she not a monster!”

“She certainly acts like one,” Elias commented.

“If she can fix it, is it not worth just hearing her out,” Georgia posed.

There was a moment of thought before Rowan sighed, “Fine.”

The group of teenagers headed to the infirmary, entering the quiet sanatorium in the middle of the evening, only a few homeopaths, including Casper, doing their daily tasks, and checking on the few patients they did have. Indigo stepped out of Calvin’s office, red in the face physically disheveled, and emotionally drained.

“Rowan, I am sorry. I—”

“Just tell me how you are going to fix this,” Rowan sighed, folding their arms in front of their cheats.

Indigo cleared her throat, “right, I wish to return your memories to you.” Rowan attempted to hide their shock, but failed, “I’ve looked into a possible reverse, I believe with we use the healing pools we can use magic along with Georgia’s seeing abilities, your memories will return.”

“Do you really think I could help,” Georgia asked, “I may be able to see the past, but I can’t see Rowan’s… sorry.”

“That’s why we will do it in the healing pool with the assistance of magic,” the archmage replied, “I understand I am not the most trustworthy at the moment, but I have faith that this will work.”

The is a moment of silence, “Rowan, I want to make this right! I want to help you and make up for my past negligence! I’m on your side! I thought by keep the things that I didn’t have the answers to from you it would make things easier when I found out the answers, because I knew everything that happens, I would have the answers to all of your questions. By the Goddess I just wanted to make things right… and I allows my emotions to get in the way.”

“Alright,” Rowan croaked, “but first you tell me everything you know even if you don’t have the answers.”

Indigo nodded, taking Rowan into Calvin's office. Explaining how she found out Esma had been shot, what happened with them and the orphanage how she didn’t speak up fast enough to have Rowan in her care from the start, and how that night Calvin had also been attacked so -even though it is not an excuse- the mage was not thinking straight the night Esma died. They ended the conversation in tears, ready to mistake the past mistakes made.

When Rowan collected themself, they followed Indigo and the others down to the healing pools under the infirmary. Changing into what could be described as a 3-piece pajama set in a vintage vouge green color, in a pristine pure color bathroom. They stared at themself in the mirror, an unbelievably disheveled person staring back. They looked like a mess with wet faces, red eyes, and messy unkept braids, they forcefully took them out before leaving the small bathroom.

They entered an opulent and large indoor pool, one of four under the infirmary. The room smelled heavily of healing herbs and oils, all the walls painted in a pastel rainbow of colors from the lights in the ceiling, the water in the large pool crystal clear, seeming both shallow and deep all at once, along with beautiful soft sounds of fae bouncing and echoing of the walls.

“Maverick and Elias, two will be at their sides, Georgia you’ll be at their head, I at their feet,” Indigo informed softly.

“What about me?” Nemo asked.

“You will guard the door.”

“Do you really think…”

“I have no suspicions that Duke will make attempts to interfere, but that doesn’t mean I am right,” Indigo replied, “I ask you because I know if he comes you can handle it. You are Sloan’s apprentice after all.”

Nemo nodded, holding in any reaction to her compliment before leaving the pool room and standing attention at the door. Indigo looked to Rowan who was now at her side, an empathic glance across her brow.

“This will work,” she cooed, “I promise.”

Rowan nodded before descending the steps into the large pool. The water is warm, like a bath, smelling more of medical herbs than outside of the water. Water shifts as Elias, Maverick, Georgia, and Indigo get in behind them.

“Imagine if we were wearing socks,” Georgia commented with a giggle.

“No, dear Goddess,” Elias cringed.

The group is in shallow water as everyone gets into place, with Rowan looking to Indigo for instructions, “lay on you back and float,” the mage instructed.

Rowan nodded, following her command, soaked in the water while staring at mural painted ceiling of some ornate piece from the romantism period art, “My dad can’t float,” Georgia stated, earning glances from her friends and teachers, “sorry, I’m nervous.”

“Georgia,” Indigo pronounced, making the young girl straighten her back, “do you not from a long line of great seers.”

“I mean yeah—”

“You are the first seer in centuries to be able to see a person past rather then their future! You are more powerful than you realize, Soleil!”

Sun, it would be an odd nickname for anyone, but Georgia, “okay,” she breathed, “I’m going to do this!”

“Preferably, like now. My ears are full of water, and I hate it,” Rowan mentioned.

“Sorry, sorry,” Georgia giggled.

“Okay, Georgia, place your hands out palms up,” Indigo instructed, to which the seer followed her direction, “now repeat after me.”

Georgia nodded before Indigo began chanting some kind of incantations that the mage in training soon repeated. It wasn’t long until Indigo and Georgia’s voices began to collide in Rowan’s ears, so much so, that it became like white noise mixed with the sound of the water in the healing pool. They had closed their eyes so as not to awkwardly look at Elias and Maverick or blind themself while staring into the overhead lights. However, the world around them was no longer dark, but instead white covered in fog, longer smelling of healing herbs rather than crushed cherries and chia milk. It feels like Rowan is lying in a puddle after a large rainstorm.

“Hey, kiddo, are you going to just lay there or come and see us?” The voice is unfamiliar yet familiar at the same time, it’s kind yet husky, croaky even, sounding, a man’s voice.

Rowan raised but looked around trying to find the source, “to your left, baby,” it’s a woman's voice now, soft almost brittle with a slight Irish accent, but obviously in a caring tone, that valley of familiar yet not. They whipped their left.

Face people, a man and woman, a few paces away from them. The man is paler than the woman, but both of fair skin and pink hair, yet the man’s hair is much lighter and short, almost white in some places, while his female counterpart’s hair looks almost red and long done in a bun, low at the base of her skull. Their eyes, are both, orange shades, yet the man looks like they are the color of a marigold, while his eyes are permanently bloodshot the woman has many beauty marks across her face.

There is something in Rowan, that tell them to get up, something that tells them to go before them, yet that stay sat in a puddle of water.

“Momma?!”

Their on feet, running from their little puddle, into the arms of their parents hugging both of them for the first time in over a decade. Even if it wasn’t real, it felt like home.

“You used to be so tiny,” Jacob cooed, petting their hair as they cried into his chest, “Goddess, you look so much like me. Esma, baby, they look like me!”

“I know, Jacob, I’ve always known,” She croaked softly, placing a hand on Rowan’s cheek, trying to wipe away their tears, “but we have to focus.”

Jacob nodded, rubbing Rowan’s back, “come straighten up, baby marigold, you gotta get through this.”

“Is this because of what Indigo and Georgia are doing?” Rowan asked, hiccupping.

Esma and Jacob nodded, “We are like sprits in your subconscious, your gate openers for the journey you want to go on,” Esma explained, “you want to remember what happened that night, right?”

It became Rowan’s turn to nod. “Are you sure, kiddo?” Jacob asked, “it is all what you really want to see?”

“I want to remember everything,” they answered, “no matter how gross, horrible, or painful, I have to know! I haven’t remembered you both for the past seven years, my life started at age nine! I need to know!”

“You can’t go back once we leave,” Esma reiterated.

“I understand that, and that doesn’t change anything! My answer is yes, I have to do this!”

Esma and Jacob nodded again, “can I ask something first?” Rowan asked, “Before this is over, and I go back and never see you again.”

“Of course, baby,” Esma cooed.

“Why the marigolds?”

Jacob chuckled, “there are your mother’s birth flower.”

“and my favorite flower,” she added.

Rowan giggled, crying once again, “and the color of your father’s eyes.”

“Yes, my beautiful bloodshot eyes,” he joked.

Esma touched the necklace around Rowan’s neck, “I’m glad this made its way to you.”

“Can I have one last hug,” Rowan hiccupped.

Jacob and Esma involved them in a hug, as the scent in the air shifted from the crusted cherries and chai milk back to the healing herbs. “We will love you, Rowan.” Was the last thing they heard before the white skies and fog disappeared back to pitch-black nothingness. 

[cfnaivety]

❝ Dream without fear, Live without limits . ❞

        emira esma demir  ›› lawyer  ››  hande ercel   ››   tw: n/a

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[ Hande Ercel | She/Her ] Another face is seeking safety in New Orleans. Make sure to welcome EMIRA DEMIR to the home of the resilient. Rumor has it that they are an 25 year old WITCH, who is one of the SACRIFICED but we’ll keep that a secret. They are said to be NAIVE, but that’s all a façade to cover up their AMBITIOUS nature. We’ve heard that they can be found listening to HEAVY METAL by KARLEY SCOTT COLLINS, which sums them up pretty well. Let’s hope that they can find a way to survive this harsh new world. ( Sushi, 28, EST, She/Her ) *camila’s business partner connection

Character Chart Character’s full name: Emira Esma Demir Character’s nickname: Em, Emi, Mira Birth date: December 21 in New Orleans, Louisiana

Physical appearance Age: 31 How old does he/she appear: 30 Weight: 121 lbs Height: 5′9″ Eye color: Dark Brown Distinguishing marks: N/A Hair color: Dark Brown Hairstyle: Typically curled

Personality Good personality traits: Loyal, Determined, Creative, Adventurous Bad personality traits: Abrasive, Impulsive, Rebellious, Intolerant Life philosophy: “It’s no use going back to yesterday, because I was different person then.”

Past Hometown: New Orleans, LA Type of childhood: Childhood was decent, Roxelana grew up in a single mother home. Wasn’t much she could complain about outside of the vampires control over the witches for the first 10 years of her life. Pets: 2 Chinchillas named Craven and Damian; A bearded dragon named Drusilla; A parrot named Edgar Allen Poe; Black cat named Beetlejuice (All are still alive) Dream job: Lawyer Education: High School Graduate, Law School Graduate

Present Current location: New Orleans, LA Currently living with: Jamie Carter and their 4-year-old son, Axel Pets: Doberman Pinscher named Diesel, Black Cat named Beetlejuice Occupation: Lawyer

Family Mother: Aiyla Demir Relationship with her: Stable relationship Father: Ruslan Demir Relationship with him: Complete shit Siblings: Unnamed Demir (Older Brother) Relationship with them: She used to be close to her brother but when she moved to Chicago to attend law school they lost touch and haven't spoken much since Spouse: TBD Relationship with him: TBD Children: Axel James Carter Relationship with them: 4-year-old Son (has 50/50 custody with baby daddy) Other important family members: Camila Delgado and her daughter, Karina (whom she loves like she's her own daughter) Favorites Color: Maroon Least favorite color: Pink Music: Rock, Alternative, Punk Food: Not too picky, will eat generally anything Literature: Thrillers Form of entertainment: Horror and Thriller movies Mode of transportation: Black Chevrolet Equinox

Habits Hobbies: Baking, Painting, Playing with Axel Plays a musical instrument? Piano Plays a sport? Softball, Volleyball How he/she would spend a rainy day: Cuddled up with her dog and son watching movies and baking cookies Smokes: Recreational every now and then, Cigarettes every now and then Drinks: Wine, Whiskey, Tequila, Vodka Extremely skilled at: Baking, Spell casting, Debate Extremely unskilled at: TBD Nervous tics: Bouncing her leg when sitting, biting at her nails, pacing

Traits Optimist or pessimist? Pessimist Introvert or extrovert? Ambivert (A little bit of both) Daredevil or cautious? Daredevil Logical or emotional? Logical Disorderly and messy or methodical and neat? Disorderly but neat Prefers working or relaxing? Working Confident or unsure of himself/herself? Confident Animal lover? 100% Relationships with others Opinion of other people in general: They’re annoying for the most part Does the character hide his/her true opinions and emotions from others? Not even remotely Best friend(s): TBD Love interest(s): TBD Most important person in character’s life before story starts: Camila, Karina, and Axel After story starts: Camila, Karina, and Axel

History

Emira was born to two witches whose families wanted their bloodlines to blend.

Though not in love, her parents tried to make it work, eventually having Emira but once she was brought into it the relationship didn’t really last long.

Her mother never remarried, though she did meet a man that she became involved with

Emira came into her powers at a young age, her mother beginning to teach her and helping her to hone her powers.

Upon graduation (with two years of college already under her belt thanks to dual enrollment), Emira moved to Chicago to attend University of Chicago, earning her undergrad degree, grad degree, and her law degree. It was here that she met her eventual baby daddy, though things didn't end up working out, she's grateful that they stayed cordial for the sake of their son, Axel, whom they share 50/50 custody with. She also met Camila, someone she had known about from back home in her coven but never really actually spoke to. The two hit it off almost instantly and Camila has since become the one constant and important person in her life aside from Axel and Camila's daughter, Karina. Raising their kids alongside each other and opening their partner firm has been nothing less of a dream come true in her opinion.

A year later, Roxy met Jamie Carter after spending an entire day hunting down the man for robbing her small bakery.

About a year ago, Emira was caught by the OEA and sacrificed. Axel has remained in his father's custody and now that she's back, Emira is determined to get her son back as well as put an end to the OEA once and for all, to the point of throwing away her morals to do so.

Wanted Connections

—— PLATONIC CONNECTIONS. ❜

best friends.

childhood friends.

drunk friends, aka two people who do not spend time together sober but get along only when drunk.

enemies to friends.

sibling like friends.

platonic soulmates.

seem like a married couple.

—— ROMANTIC CONNECTIONS. ❜

flirtationship.

one night stand.

exes on good terms.

exes on bad terms.

first love.

love / hate.

friends with benefits.

enemies with benefits.

—— NEGATIVE CONNECTIONS. ❜

enemies.

former (best) friends.

life long enemies, aka two people who have been enemies ever since they remember but have forgotten the reason for their dislike.

frenemies.

current lover’s ex, former lover’s current partner.

—— MISCELLANEOUS. ❜

have mutual friends but don’t get along.

fitness buddies.

[estebanpolo]

Semana del Cadete

Within the military traditions and as part of the training of the cadets of the esma, the tradition called cadet week is carried out, in which there are military, social, academic, cultural and sports activities. For example, we can mention the sports games in different disciplines and also the "steel cadet" competition where the military skills of the cadets are highlighted. Another important activity that can be mentioned is the "Noche Azul" (Blue Night) in which the guard of honor is relieved and where the cadets in their third year receive a souvenir for the 1000 days. During this week, the cadets get to know the daily activities of the school and how the cadets are trained.