Scarlett Rose
Pyromancer from the "Rose" family
Vale Institute - Kraken's Den.​

As Scarlett's wounds were treated and bandaged she walked around to watch some of the other battles. She found water fields with water that was acting weird and completely damaged earth fields. She saw the boys from before with their back towards her and heard them talk about her again. "So what she's a good fighter? I still won't believe that she's from the "Rose" family. I was told that there were no teenagers in that family at the moment, only a baby." Rose was getting quite curious about the whole matter and wanted to ask them about it but since they seemed like they didn't like her that much Scarlett decided that not asking would be better.

But then Scarlett heard them talking again. "Hey, have you heard about that Lee guy? I think his first name was Michael... anyway, he's an orphan isn't he? I just saw him and he looked so pathetic. He told the teacher that he didn't want to battle." Rose listened carefully but felt herself getting quite angry when they said that this boy looked pathetic. What was wrong with these guys? The only thing they seemed to be good at was bad-mouthing other people. "Look! He's over there!" The boys pointed at a somewhat blue haired boy. Scarlett was fed up with their gossips and walked away from them towards that boy. "Another oprhan...?" Scarlett thought. She took a closer look at the boy and saw a furry ball in his jacket before he hid it with his scarf.

Scarlett immediately got curious but as she came closer the boy walked away as well, not noticing that Scarlett was approaching him. He entered the dorms of the water mancers and Scarlett followed him inside. She hid behind some walls to see where he was going to and saw him entering a room. "That must be his room..." Scarlett came closer and stood in front of the door. This dorm looked pretty now that she bothered to take a look around her but suddenly she heard the boy talk inside his room. Scarlett pressed her ear against the door and started eavesdropping.

"Alright Lance, I'm going to start unpacking our things. But you have to stay quiet, okay? If anyone finds out I have you here, they'll make me get rid of you... Understand?" The boy said inside his room. "I knew it! He's holding an animal here! I wanna see it!" Scarlett raised her hand and slowly knocked on the door. "Hello?" Scarlett said so that the boy would know that it wasn't a teacher.

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Scarlett Rose
Pyromancer from the "Rose" family
Vale Institute - Kraken's Den.​

"U-uh... J-just a second, please!" Scarlett's knocking was answered by a gentle yet nervous voice. She heard rumbling from inside and wondered what he was doing, maybe he was hiding what he had in his jacket just a while ago? Scarlett saw several students staring at her. She could easily see what they were thinking by the look on their faces. They were wondering what a pyromancer was doing in the hydromancer's dorm.

Suddenly the door opened and Scarlett saw the boy from up close. He seemed around the same age as her and now she could see that his sky blue hair had white tips. She had to admit that he looked pretty cool. His face turned red but Scarlett didn't notice, instead she blushed for some reason and smiled at him. "Uh, c-can I help you...?" He asked her somewhat nervous. Scarlett took a few steps inside the room and turned around to him. "Hi there! My name is Scarlett Rose. I heard you were an orphan as well and wanted to know if the rumors were true." Scarlett introduced herself and the reason she came here.

Scarlett felt her shoelashes being played with and took a look down, only to see a brown with white siamese kitten playing with her shoelashes. "Oh my god! He is so cute!" Scarlett was immediately sold and sat down to pat the little guy. "Awwwww!!~" Scarlett kept patting it as her eyes started sparkling. She simply couldn't resist him. "Are you keeping it here?" Scarlett asked the boy.

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Zane Reav & Christian Miles​

Outside the infirmary, Zane and Christian were about to cross the doorframe. Mr. Sandford had left already, probably to do something for Ms. Vale. Christian's arm was becoming increasingly a problem, but both he and Zane hesitated to continue into the infirmary. They could hear an ever so interesting conversation coming from inside the room.

"I don't think we've had the chance for a proper introduction. My name is Indigo Rogers, and—pardon the abruptness—but you may very well be one of the most beautiful women I have ever had the pleasure to gaze upon."

The first day into the new school year and the flirting has already begun! Zane put his ear up to the door to get a little better sound quality. Christian however, wasn't too interested in the eavesdropping. Almost instantly a second voice came into being.

"Thank you, but, I'm not interested."

Just as fast as the flirting had begun the rejection shut it down. No doubt the attempt was destined to fail. Zane just continued to nod up and down, reaffirming his personal notion that it was too early for romance. To be honest though, Zane wasn't really interested in romance to begin with. He felt that it required him to open up a bit too much, which was definitely not something he felt obligated to do. Christian on the other hand was quickly getting tired of waiting, his shoulder now causing him to fade in and out of consciousness. If he didn't get treated soon he could easily pass out from anemia. He pulled on Zane's shirt trying to draw his attention, but it was merely waved off. The eavesdropping continued.

The conversation displayed a bit of humor as the guy seemingly mistook her response. It took him a few seconds to actually realize she shot him down; he even tried to play it off as a joke. At this point the girl reaffirmed her statement, which for some reason almost made Zane break out in laughter right on the spot. Luckily he resisted, since getting caught at this point would have only damaged his first impression by others, something that Christian would also be equally thankful for. The sound of footsteps made Zane back off the door. A loud cry of pain was heard along with the door opening. Both Zane and Christian slid up against the wall, hidden by the open door. The aforementioned girl walked out going in the opposite direction of where they were hiding.

After a quick sigh, Christian trudged into the infirmary. The boy who was hitting on the girl caught the corner of Christian's vision, but at this point he was exhausted from blood loss. Everything was blurring. The infirmary bed was just a white blob in his eyes, but he had a general idea of what it was. He fell face first on the bed, embracing the somewhat comfortable mattress. For some reason it just felt relaxing, but maybe that was because he was about to pass out. A little bit later Zane entered into the room. He just looked around, and after noticing the boy on the other bed he couldn't help but make a bit of jab at his rejection.

"Shot down on day one, huh?" He made his finger gun gesture, obviously without activating his magic. "That must hurt your pride worse than she hurt your body. Also, I'd suggest you'd give up on the 'perfect' girl. You know, for your safety and what not."

Kristen Vale​

Several of the matches had finished, and it was becoming increasingly clear that many of the new students were proving to be strong, regardless of their ability to hold back or maintain control over their spells. It was promising for Kristen to have such a gifted group. Three of the matches that she quickly took notice of were the Igna/Rogers match, the Rose/Morgan match, and the Reav/Miles match. Any of those matches, save the Igna victory, were quite even. They weren't the only ones that she noticed either. There were also the Aono/Kimishi thrashing, the Wash/Steele draw, and the currently undecided Barrett/Nightwish match. One match had yet to start, that being the Skye/Reilly matchup. Other students also needed to be attended to, either because they were unable to participate in these matches or time restraints prevented them from having their own. That's what had happened to Michael Lee, Lia Campani, Flit Asuno, and a few others. A slight squeaking noise alerted Kristen to one of those aforementioned students. She recognized the student to be Marisa Haldine, one of the more unusual students seeing that she was unable to walk.

"Excuse me…" Marisa paused. "I may need a bit more time before I can… take part in things like this." She paused again to sigh. "I might need a bit more time. I could try, but… I'm not sure how effective I'd be."

Kristen gave herself a mental facepalm, as for each and every promising student that there seemed to be another one was there to inhibit her plans. Then again, she was at least grateful that this girl didn't seem to be opposed to the notion of these evaluations, unlike one Michael Lee. She couldn't blame the girl, as her condition made it understandably difficult to participate in a duel. One way or another, though, Marisa would have to do an evaluation. At first, Kristen thought to call on Clayton Fields to do the evaluation, but she knew he was already doing something that she personally found more important. As such, Kristen decided she would see what the girl could do. She also sent out a message to two more teachers, Eva Banks and Allen Hawke, to deal with any more alternate evaluations. Back to what mattered at the moment. Kristen devised a bit of a bluff, which would hopefully test the girl's abilities or her pride at the very least.

"You are Ms. Haldine, correct? I want you to stand before me. That is all I need to see from you. If you can manage that then you may continue your stay here, otherwise leave. We have no need in those who are unable to overcome their problems, physical or otherwise."

The whole leave part of her command was simply a secondary test. It was true, there is no need for quitters at Vale, and those who would simply give up because they were slighted in some way were no exception. This would test Marisa's will, if not her magic.

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Friends
Spells

Yuri - "Shiemi" - HydroMancer &
Lia - GeoMancer​

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"Erm, hello miss, my name is Yuri. Pleased to meet you." Lia paused as she caught her basketball. She turned and found herself facing a small girl. Standing slowly, her eyes carefully observed her visitor. This "Yuri" stood a little bit shorter than, Lia's five-foot-four stature, she had bright blue hair and a darker shade of eyes to match. The seemingly nervous girl, had her hand out, slightly shaking, her eyes were barely squinted, and a face that looked as tense as it could be. The two stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity before Lia's face broke out into her signature, wide smile. She giggles before speaking.
"Why are you being so fancy?" Extending her own arm out, she took Yuri's hand. "My name is Lia! Nice to meet you Yuri!"

Yuri flinches a little at how modest Lia is acting towards her welcoming sentence before returning her hand to her side and sitting on the seat opposite to Lia. She couldn't help but smile nervously as se had finally had the courage to say hello to someone on her own.
"Thank you, Lia," she says before immediately fixing up her dress.
"I er, wondered if you erm, wanted to chat?" Yuri's epression was nervous and very frightened of rejection from Lia, it was all in her eyes truly.
"I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to, I just, I'm lonely, and you're all by yourself so I thought you could use company," her words are rushed and her mouth is slurring out the words as if yesterdays dinner was coming out.

Lia let out a quiet laugh at Yuri's formal nature.
"Yeah, sure I got nothing better to do anyways." She gives the nervous girl a warm smile.
"Why so serious? Just relax!" She reached out and gave the apparently frightened girl a playful shove. Yuri flinched at the shove a bit but giggled afterwards understanding Lia's playful attitude.
"What kinds of tea do you like?" She asked, albeit more hyped than the norm.

"Tea?" Lia's face scrunched up, trying to remember the last time she had drank the stuff.
"It's been way too long since I've drunk any tea... I'm more of a starbucks kind of girl." She grinned as she suddenly craved her one true love.

"Well, how would you like some tea, I mean they give you the neccesary stuff for it here in this room. I had some with Shima earlier today." Yuri's says smiling as she picks herself up and goes to a small counter and finds the boiling water and some tea leaves. Also on her way she picks up a small jar of honey and two cups, brining it back to the counter and spreading it across the table. She placed into the cups the tea leaves and the honey, and unusual method for making tea, added the water, then moves both her hands into a spiraling direction, casting her magic to fuse the ingredients in the cup together.
"That was one of my spells. It's nice to show off once in a while," she giggled, "drink up!"

"Dang, I wish I could do that type of stuff with my magic." Lia gave a off a short giggle of her own and received the steaming cup of tea. She breathed in the smell that the tea gave off.
"Mmmm! This smells delicious!" Dying to know what it tasted like, she took a large sip from the piping hot cup. As they say, curiosty killed the cat, and the insides of Lia's mouth were seared. It took a few moments for the pain to register, but when it did, she spit out the burning liquid. She sat there for a second, trying to push away thoughts of the burning sensation that her mouth was feeling.

"I'm sorry!" Yuri spoke quickly, "I forgot to put in cold water! Really I am so sorry!" her voice cracking with guilt.
"Are you okay, hang on let me get you some cold water!" Yuri quickly leaps up and runs to the taps, filling up a cold cup with colder water and running back to deliver it to Yuri.
"Drink quickly, and then look up to the ceiling, the fumes from the stomach acid will reach your mouth and try to cool it down!" A fearful epression spread across her face like she had been hit by a bus and seen a ghost at the same time!

As the insides of her mouth continued to give her a unimaginable amount of pain, Lia sat quietly staring at the ground. Yuri kept fussing about, but Lia had blocked out the little girl's continuing apologies.
"I think I'll be fine." Letting out a drawn out sigh, she looked up at Yuri's fearful face and took the cup of cold water.
"If it makes you feel any better, it tasted pretty good!" Giving her a warm smile (pun intended). Lia took a sip of the water.
"It's not as bad as I made it out to be, sorry about that."

"It's okay, just as long as you're okay, really I'm truly sorry about that." She knew after that she may not have the need to want to drink the tea again, so she prepared her mind not to be offended by it if it did happen.
"I hope this doesn't make things awkward between us?" She said shyly.
"No, we're completely fine," Lia stood up, trying to keep her mind off the agonizing feeling that had enveloped her mouth.
"Anyways, I'm guessing you're a water user, huh?" She picks up her basketball and let it slowly dissolve back into the pile of sand, from which it was made. "I'm a geo-mage!" Lia gives off a wide grin. "Impressive right?!"

"Yeah," Yuri said as the watched the sand fall to the table in a pile. She was indeed impressed, geo-mancers had quite the ability. Her spells weren't as impressive.
"I think that's the only unique spell I have, you know, disolving solids into liquids. I mean, if I wanted to I could disolve that sand into water and make someone choke, but I wouldn't of course, I'm not that mean. I really felt like it though during my match. Perhaps that's just my darker side finally submerging." She giggled and nearly fell off her seat in doing so.
"Ha, only kidding, I wouldn't dream of trying to kill a soul!"

"No, you seem like quite the serial killer!" Lia gave off a giggle of her own and the girls sat laughing together. The pain had begun to subside while the older of the two's spirits rose in opposite direction.
"It's good to know I have a friend here now." She said smiling, "anyways, where are you from? You don't look like you're from around here."
"I'm from the south, not too far from here actually," Yuri responded with grace. She was glad that Lia had labelled her as a friend despite the tea incident.
"I honestly didn't even know there was such a school for magic, it's quite incredible when you think about it..." Silence enveloped the room, nothing more was said for a short while.
"Perhaps we should get along to class?!" Yuri said with much enthusiasm before she alone went off to explore the school.
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Scarlett Rose
Pyromancer from the "Rose" family
Vale Institute - Kraken's Den.​

After Scarlett went in her "d'aww" mode, she got cut off by the boy. "Shh-shhhhh!" the boy replied while immediately closing the door. It seemed like no one was allowed to know that this kitten was here and that Scarlett found out on accident. "If anyone finds out and tells the staff, they'll make me get rid of him." the boy frowned at her, making her feel kind of bad when he took the kitten away from her and placed him on his lap while sitting on the bed. "He's an orphan too... He doesn't have a family to return to... It's something we have in common, and I couldn't just leave him to die..." He looked at Scarlett with pleading eyes, she could tell that this kitten was important to him. "Promise you won't tell anyone ... His name is Lance." He continued.

The boy probably realized that he didn't answer some of Scarlett's questions because he went on without giving her to opportunity to speak. "Oh, um... My name is Michael Latif Lee, and yeah... I'm an orphan... My mother died giving birth to me, and my Dad couldn't afford to take care of me, so I was put into an adopted home... But... They weren't very kind to me... I was gone more often than I was at that house. Eventually I was taken in by a kindly aging man, and he helped me a lot." Scarlett looked at him with pitying eyes as he paused. "So... What about you?" Michael asked her in return.

"Sure, I promise I won't tell anyone about Lance. I would feel guilty if he'd be taken away from you... can I visit him sometimes though? I love cats!" Scarlett smiled at him before turning to the ground with a look that seemed painful. "My father was killed when I was 12 years old. The men who killed him broke into our home and wanted to harass me. I somehow managed to summon a fire barrier around me and the men fled but not without killing my father, who was already unconscious, first." Scarlett paused to take a deep breath before resuming her story. "After that event my father's side of the family didn't allow me or my mother to attend his funeral, they said that it was all my fault that he died and broke all ties with us." Scarlett looked at her hands as her smile seemed to express more sadness by the moment. "My mother teached me how to use my powers correctly and helped me to get stronger. She deceased after some time because she couldn't stand the death of my father. I was left in an orphanage where I got bullied up until now." Scarlett glanced at Michael with still that smile on her face.

"I didn't hesitate a moment after getting that letter from Vale Institute. I was happy that I could leave that place." Scarlett added.



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Zane Reav​

"Because I'm sure you've never been shot down before... blonde hair, blue eyes, did your parents hit default during character creation or something? Oh but I'm sure that winning sense of humor and obvious skill in making a first impression gets you far with women eh? Truly I'm in the presence of Vale's very own Casanova."

Those were the first words out the boy's mouth. Zane already knew he must've hit a nerve with his comments. It wasn't necessarily intentional, but Zane definitely didn't put any effort in preventing the outcome either. All in all, the boy didn't say anything that would really aggravate Zane, though anything involving his parents, his real ones that is, were a touchy subject. He didn't know them, and his growing up in an orphanage was something that he'd rather forget. The boy in the bed used a pillow to prop himself up before continuing.

"Still I think you'll find that once I set my sights on a fine woman such as she, giving up is simply not an option."

This time the boy broke his speech with a flip of the hair. In that instant Zane had a pretty good idea of what to expect from the guy. The hair flip, scarf, and the cocky persistence, the kid was definitely a hipster. Zane would know, he grew up in one of the most hipster cities, Seattle after all. Naturally, he wasn't fond of the culture, but he didn't have an aversion to the people.

"I'll be honest with you Blondie unless you plan on competing for her affection, a competition you would lose I might add, then I don't believe it's any of your business. Still... if anything you've said is true then it's that Miss Igna did in fact do a number on me physically... And NOT in the way I would have liked."

By this point Zane was losing interest in the conversation, mostly because the injured boy was proving to be pretentiously pompous. At the moment he was a husk of a person attempting to be showy, regardless of how pathetic many could view it. Zane didn't quite want the conversation end at this point, which is when the boy set him up for a perfect storm.

"Is that your doing then?"

That one question gave Zane a plethora of places to start. He knew it'd hurt his image with the boy, but at the moment he didn't really care. A reaction was what he sought, and there were two ways to get a reaction from arrogant people. One way was to question their ability, while the other was much more severe. The best way to get a reaction was to disregard their ability as worthless, an attack on their pride if you will. Systematically he came up with his response.

"I'm glad you noticed my inherent abilities to impress," he joked. "But it's a bit uncalled for on the whole parent bit. I don't even know my real parents, not that it matters." Slyly smiling, he continued. "Bet you feel like a jerk, making parent jokes to an adopted kid. It's whatever, though." A clearly darker shift in tone followed. "Hmm, I might have to steal this rose right out from under you. And believe me, if I want something you are definitely not going to stop me. I'd leave you in an even worse condition than you already are which is pretty pathetic from what I can tell. I mean seriously, are you even qualified to be here? Oh, and yeah, I shot him. That's why he's bleeding out."

There it was. Not only did Zane clearly make it out that he believed he was better than the injured boy in the bed, but he even slandered the worthiness of the boy's being here at Vale. If that wouldn't cause a reaction, then Zane wasn't sure what would.

Allen Hawke​

Mr. Allen Hawke was messing around with one of the endless gadgets that were on his desk, typical of the tech geek. This time he was readjusting a set of Tetris block lights that a friend had sent him. These blocks were kinda unique since they could be taken apart and used to make various designs. No matter what he did, though, he couldn't seem to get them to form a perfect tower, always a block or two creating a gap. He continued to fidget with the device, but to no avail. This went on for several minutes until he received a message on his phone. It was from Kristen Vale, saying that he was needed in the gym for evaluations. He sighed and knocked the blocks over like a child would to their building blocks before heading off towards the gym.

It took him a few minutes to make it to the gym; Allen just wasn't a fast individual. He just meandered when it came to getting things done, something that Kristen's father, Henry Vale, often reprimanded him for. If it wasn't for his excellent ability in both Ferromancy and magic usage, he'd probably be looking for a different job. Regardless, he made it to the gym and now needed to do his job, even if he'd rather be playing with his gadgets.

One of the first people he noticed was a silver-haired girl seemingly doing nothing. Without even giving it a second thought he decided to go ahead and treat the girl as if she needed to have her evaluation. He just walked up and started to list off a few questions.

"Name, age, and element, please. In addition to these you must display your ability by demonstrating one of your spells. Should you need a prop, you will be given one."