"We had a big orgy. It was awesome."
"O-Orgy?" The tricksters eyes widened, before she let out a light chuckle.
"So what did I miss?" The trickster asked.
"I would like to think so." Lorenzo laughed, looking the trickster up and down. "I only teach one of the few mandatory core classes.”
With a laugh, Raven nodded. “I know it’s just, It’s a bit funny seeing you all the way out here in Lothering,” The trickster admitted.
Violet stopped, sighing. “Probably? We go to the same school; it’s not that large.”
"I’m not an idiot," Raven said, crossing her arms. "I must of mistaken you for someone in one of my classes."
"Uhm… no," she said, obscuring her face with a magazine, "I don’t think we have."
"I’m in your class." The girl said with a laugh.
"Say, haven’t I seen you around before?"
Raven wasn’t one to go wandering around at by herself. Despite her more abrasive, blunt attitude, she was pretty terrified. Of other students, not so much, but of what hid in the forests, most definitely. Especially anything that was lurking in the woods at Clearbrook. And yet, here Raven was, wrapped in her coat and meandering around.
She probably should’ve just kept going around the buildings and then back into her dorm, but she found her gaze always sliding towards the wall of trees that lined the campus , and soon her feet were leading her towards it. Her boots had been quiet on the pavement, and she was startled to a halt when she heard the sound of leaves beneath her feet. Standing on the edge of the forest, she stared into the space, both unsure and scared of what laid beyond. But luckily she had a weapon—in her purse said a dull butter knife.
She had to turn back, she convinced herself, and she was ready too. Rotating on her heel, she yelped as she nearly ran smack into someone who was standing directly behind her, loosing her footing on the slippery leaves and falling hard on the soil. Blinded by the light and her own hair in her face, she managed to recover some of her biting attitude as she worked to scramble to her feet, snapping, “Who the told you it was a good idea to scare the shit out of someone in the woods? I almost stabbed the shit out of you!”
Aro eyes widened as she said she was saw trickster. He had only seen pictures of them in the past and only had heard of a few hunters ever catching one. ”Can’t do anything? I though trickters perform…tricks? Like warping reality? That is what I read anyway.” Aro shrugged. As he dropped her binder Aro watched her bend, each curve of her body made him ache for more. She was…scrumptious. Usually the dark hair, dark eyes thing wasn’t his type but her body was perfect. “Yeah, uh, yeah.” He caught up with her and placed his hand on her back. “Do you want me to carry that for you?”
"I mean, Trickster’s do all of that stuff, it’s just that I can’t." Raven explained, putting emphasis on her last words.
She shook her head when he offered to carry her binder, biting her lip. “I’ve got it,” She said. “I appreciate the offer though.”
"What was it? Maybe I can help. It might be one of those two is better than one kind of things." Felix suggested, shrugging. He assumed by her actions it had something to do with their shared talent and maybe it didn’t work that way, but if she was willing, it may be worth a shot.
"O-Ok." She let out a shaky whisper, disappointed in herself. She had been practicing the trick all day, was wasn’t it working now? Was she too weak from all the energy she had put into doing it correctly? "Do you know how to combine our powers?" She asked.
"Just the person you were looking for? Alright," he chuckled, leaning back. "Sounds like you’re excited about it. Let’s see it then."
She could barley contain her excitement, delated was an understatement. Practically dragging Felix behind her, she led him to the center of the room. She had been practicing her new trick all day. “Watch this,” She whispered, and with a wave of a hand, Raven mustered ever ounce of focus in her body to complete her trick. After a few minutes of silence, and shared breathes, Raven noticed that nothing had happened. A wave of disappointment ran through her. “I c-could have sworn this morning it was working,” She stampered.