Learning to party spellcaster style (when you're a reclusive and perpetually gloomy vampire), part one.
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Emilia: Morgyn, you came!
Morgyn: I really shouldn't be fraternizing with students.
Grace: You say that every time and yet you keep showing up anyway.
Emilia: Face it. We’re way more fun to hang out with than Sadsack Silversweater and Frigid Faba.
Morgyn: [laughs guiltily] God, that’s terrible. I hope you don't call them that to their faces. They’re really not so bad.
Emilia: Oh, please. We’re here for your classes, not the tedious snoozefests those dusty old bags call lectures.
Grace: Oh, you brought a date! How charming!
Morgyn: This is Caleb. Promise you’ll go easy on him. I’m afraid he doesn't get out much.
Tomax: [sniffs suspiciously] You really invited a vampire on campus, Ember?
Morgyn: Don't worry. You wouldn’t hurt a fly, would you, darling?
Caleb: Fangs off, I promise.
Emilia: Not even a little nibble? How disappointing. I’ve always wondered what that felt like.
Grace: Emilia! You’re engaged!
Emilia: Yeah, and?
Tomax: [narrows eyes] I can’t say I’ve ever met a vampire who doesn’t bite.
Emilia: Get real, Tomax! You’ve never met a vampire, period.
Grace: Don't mind them. I’m Grace, and we're happy to have you. The more the merrier!
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Emilia: Caleb, you must try Grace’s spiked potion. It’ll make you float, I swear!
Tomax: If you want to hang with us, bloodsucker, you'd better be ready to party.
Caleb: Is this stuff even vampire-safe?
Morgyn: I… don’t actually know.
Caleb: [mock gasps] The Sage of Untamed Magic doesn’t have an answer?
Morgyn: I’m sure it won’t kill you. Well, pretty sure.
Caleb: Bottoms up, I guess.
Tomax: You’re a real fucking wizard, Grace. This was your best batch yet.
Emilia: [giggles] I’m on cloud nine!
Grace: Am I the only one feeling claustrophobic in here?
Tomax: No, we need fresh air.
Emilia: I know! Let’s fly to the Gardens!
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