Certain Mishaps [Private]

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((This rp's between Calla and Septima. C: ))

Calla sighed as she spun around in the Fields, loving the feeling of the air swirling around. Without all the trees in the way, she could feel the soft embrace and gentle caress of the winds. She truly loved being a Charis with air magic. It just felt so...invigorating. She held up her hands and reached deep inside of herself for her magic, and soon, air swirled around her hands.
Calla smiled at what she did and started moving the air in currents, practicing control and the speed. She felt a slip of her magic though and it slipped from her control, heading toward Septima, who happened to be walking by. She gasped and ran at the female.
"Watch out!" she exclaimed, tackling her before the swirling currents blew over them.

[Septima Severa]

Septima Severa had been walking toward one of her favourite places to hang around and be left alone. Her notebook, which was in reality little more than a leather-bound book with several loose bages stuffed inside, was with her which she used to record any information and sketch her surroundings.

She'd seen the nymph before being hit with the current. Before being knocked to the ground Septime remembered thinking of the Charis as a show-off. Then again, Septima resented anyone flaunting their magic skills in public, since she was a rare case of a human without the slightest trace of it. All she could do is produce a spark after five years of stubborn fire magic classes.

hen the wind did hit her, however, very little thought went around her head besides the one alarm sound. She felt the notebook fly open and her dozens of pages flew out into the air, settling down in the grass around her All her notes of different plants and animals in Haven were all shattered.

"What do you think you're doing?!" Septima yelled across to the careless Charis. "Did you ever stop to think about other people when selfishly throwing those winds around?! There's a magic ring for a reason," she snapped, hurriedly trying to gather all of her pages.

[Guest]

Calla flinched and bit her lip. She normally had good control, but every once in awhile she slipped up. She walked over and picked up a few of the pages, not looking at what was on them. It was Septima's business what was on them, so she had no business with them. It was, however, her fault for the pages flying out. She looked up at the ones still in the air and used a bit of her magic to bring them down to her.
After gathering them up, she shyly walked over to Septima, holding the papers out.
"I-I'm sorry about that. I was just practicing and I didn't see you there..then...my hold on my magic slipped slightly...," she said, not looking the fifth year in the eye. "I think I got the rest of them though."

[Septima Severa]

Septima snatched the papers from Calla, carefully smoothing them out afterward and putting them back in the leather-bound book. "Don't you think you've used enough magic today?" she snapped. She quickly checked to see if all of her notes were still there, and they were. All but one, which she snatched from the ground the moment she spotted it.

"Be more careful next time, there are more people in Haven than just you. And look me in the eye when talking to me!"

[Guest]

Calla frowned and looked up, meeting Septima's gaze.
"You know, I don't know WHY you're so mad all the time, but it's not right to take it out on others! I apologized and I helped you, and this is what you do? Yell at me more?" she asked.
And with that, she stormed off towards a more secluded spot in the Fields before dropping down and sighing, this time in irritation.

[Septima Severa]

Septima blinked for a second, her brain waiting to comprehend the nymph's sudden outbursts. Then she huffed, getting madder. "You know what!" She yelled across the field. "Has it ever come to your mind that some people have reasons for the way they behave?! I bet you've never faced a hardship in your life, sheltered and weak CHARIS that you are!"

[Guest]

Calla simply ignored Septima and stared up at the sky. She never really talked about her past or anything, but it wasn't exactly pleasant, considering the taunting from other mythical beings about how weak Charisites were compared to others. She sighed and sat up, running a hand through her blonde hair and turned her mismatching eyes around. She noticed a few of the mentors, as well as a god or goddess or two speaking. She sighed again before getting up and brushing off her clothes and stretching her wings.

[Septima Severa]

Septima breathed in, willing herself to control her emotions and stalked away. She let herself drop in the grass where an odd kind of winged snake was dozing on a rock. She got out her ink block and quill and retrieved a page from her notebook that already had a few drawings o such a creature.

With a few simple strokes she drew the outline of the snake in corner, drawing in the details of the scaled slaps of skin that would allow the snake to jump farther than ordinary snakes could. It was just another strange creature that lived in Haven. She wasn't sure why she was recording the information of mutated animals of the Haven, she'd only be able to keep it if she won, but it was mostly just something to do. Something to keep from going crazy in this place.

"What's your name anyway, nymph?!" Septima called, keeping her eyes on her page.

[Guest]

Calla frowned and walked over to Septima, sitting down a few feet away from her. She brought up her knees and rested her chin on them.
"My name's Calla," she said, looking at the creature. "What about you?"
The girl looked familiar, and Calla had seen her around, but she'd never talked to her or heard her name.

[Septima Severa]

Septima watched the nymph, making sure to keep her pages all in her han, just in case. "Severa Saturnina," she muttered as she watched the snake coil together in the sun.
"Aphrodite I presume" She asked Calla, never taking her eyes off of the snake.

[Guest]

Calla nodded.
"Yes," she answered quietly. "What about you?"
From the way the girl acted, she was guessing Ares, God of War. She looked up at the sky and fixed her headband and arm warmers so they sat comfortably.

[Septima Severa]

"Ares, the most lovely God of war of course!," Severa answered sarcastically. "Or Mars, whichever way you want to go." She reached out for the snake, who immediately tried to bite her hand, but she was quick to react and twisted her hand so she could grab the snake right behind its head. "Aren't you a beauty?"

[Guest]

Calla frowned.
"Sorry I just wanted to make sure," she muttered.
She sighed and laid back on the grass, staring up at the sky. A light breeze picked up and Calla smiled and closed her eyes, enjoying the feel.

[Septima Severa]

"That's alright, I suppose," Severa muttered, stroking the head of the snake. "You're in your third year now, or am I mistaken?"

[Guest]

Calla blinked and looked up at the female.
"Yeah, and you're in your fifth if I am correct," she answered.

[Septima Severa]

"That you are," Severa replied curtly. She continued stroking the snake, snakes and lizards were the only animals she could really stand. They were solitary and never really bothered you unless you bothered them. And they could be nice quiet company at times, including this one, who relaxed under her touch and continued bathing in the sun.

"In any case, I'm not sure if I can afford to linger around much longer, there's other things I should be doing," she sighed as she took the snake and put it down.

[Guest]

Calla frowned and rolled onto her stomach before looking up at the fifth year.
"Just curious, but why are you so anti-social?" she asked. "I mean, we all have different pasts, and some aren't as pretty as others, but still...no reason to be so rude all the time."
She knew what she said could probably get her killed or attacked by the older girl, but she still just didn't think it was right to treat others like that.

[Septima Severa]

"It won't do to make nice with the enemy, is all," Severa retorted brusquely. "I'm not here to befriend some happy nymphs and dance around a campfire. I'm here to fight, and maybe kill, the others in my year so that I may come out victorious. Maybe it's time to start seeing the tournament for what it is and not fool yourself any longer little girl, or you're going to wake up screaming."

She was about to turn around when she thought of something she'd overheard. Having a rather nosy roommate did teach her the ways of snooping as she had to have some things hidden under her sleeve to counter at Tahirah. But this time she'd overheard a fellow fifth year from Hermes talk.

"And you're going to have to fight Hermes' Warriors as well, I wonder how he'll feel about that."

[Guest]

Calla flinched slightly at her comment. She glanced away and kept her gaze down.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she said quietly.
She would fight any warrior of Hermes with everything she had, but she was not looking forward to what his or Aprodite's reactions would be after the matches concluded.

[Septima Severa]

"I'm sure you don't," Severa responded, making it clear that she didn't believe the nymph. "All I'm saying is to quit being naive or your world is going to blow up on itself fairy quickly."

She looked down on the nymph, before adding. "Gods are not good company, no matter how golden they may seem, little Calla, mark my words."

[Guest]

Calla teared up. She bit her lip and willed herself not to let any tears slip out, without success as a couple rolled down her cheeks.
"SHUT UP!" she screamed at Septima before turning on her heels and ran.
She kept running until she made it to the cliff's edge, collapsing as her lungs burned. She sat there and buried her face in her hands, not able to stop the tears, but her sobs were quiet.

[Septima Severa]

Severa was stuck between just walking away from the nymph or going after her. I can't just leave her like this, she thought, a feeling strengthened by the fact that she was the one who caused the nymph's breakdown.

She sighed and followed Calla, not having any hard time finding her. "You know, your loud sobbing makes it incredibly easy to find you," she commented, crossing her arms and leaning against a rock.

She sighed. "Calla..." Severa stopped short, she wasn't quite sure what she should say. She'd never been a social person before, but ever since coming to the Athenaeum she'd distanced herself from people. How was she supposed to know how to comfort someone? Someone who Severa was sure would be much better off in the long run knowing the truth and getting set straight.

"Calla," she started again. "I know you don't want to hear this, but it's for your own good!"

[Guest]

Calla sniffled and was finally able to slowly stop her crying. She wiped her eyes and glared over at Septima.
"You think I don't know all that?! You can't help who you fall in love with, Septima," she stated.
She looked down, her eyes saddening again.
"Why do you think I haven't said anything to him...?" she added quietly. "And why I always try avoid him when he comes around..."

[Septima Severa]

"you can try not falling in love and be lead by your hormones," Severa quickly retorted. "And don't call me Septima." there wasn;t as much force behind it as she would other people, however.

Septima walked over and sat next to Calla. "Look, I understand that it's difficult. Gods tend to be... Godly," Severa laughed awkwardly. "But, especially being a warrior, it's difficult to be with one. And do you really need added emotional instability?"

[Guest]

Calla fell back so she was laying in the grass and watched the clouds lazily roll on past.

"Believe it or not, he's the reason I can keep strong. I know my feelings for him won't be returned, but by just wanting him to notice me...it drives me to get stronger. But I bet you would know nothing of it, considering you fight out of anger most of the time," she stated, not even caring at this point if she gets more hateful remarks from the brunette.

Calla sighed and closed her eyes, creating a light breeze to swirl around. It felt calming to feel the comforting winds around her.

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