Pendu stood before the door where her room was waiting for her, as she opened the door she saw a young woman standing by one of the beds with her back to the door. Clearing her throat she caused the poor girl to jump a bit before turning to face her, she looked friendly with energetic purple eyes and long brown hair. "Hi, myself is Pendu. Your are new room mate."
The girl blinked for a second before shaking her head, raising a hand out in front of her with her palm opened a small holographic projection appeared. It was flat with a black backdrop with green text, displaying several languages. "What is your language?"
"Nihongo."
The girl frowned as the "bar" on the screen scrolled through the languages but stopped at the end of the list, "I am sorry but I do not seem to have Nihongo on my list. But as this is an inconvenience for me to listen to you hack the English language into mincemeat."
"What is this suppose to meaning?" Pendu spoke sharply, she had only said two words to this girl and already a rivalry was sparking between them.
The girl scoffed a bit. "Foreigner, why couldn't you learn to speak before coming here. Why would Alfea even admit you?" Pendu felt a small growl develop in her throat, she had done nothing for this provoking by this girl. The girl scoffed again, "what are you now? An animal."
"Brat." Pendu snapped, she brushed by a bit harshly and set down her luggage and began to unpack her things into her side of the room. The girl watched for a minute before returning to unpacking her things, the room was deathly silent as the two stayed on the other side. After they finished unpacking they just glared at each other from their sides, it was like this for untold minutes until there was a knock at the door. Walking was a tan girl, who looked a bit rough and had an unfriendly aura of her. She dressed with a well worn leather biker jacket and loose jeans.
"Hey Papessa, I came to see how you are setting in," she trailed off as she noticed the stand off. "Another one? Why can't you just be friend with anyone else?"
"I have high standards, Papesse." Papessa said, she turned away to walk over to a desk. She sat down while picking up a small laptop carrying case then opened it, the other girl shook her head.
"I'm sorry for my sister's attitude, whatever she did, but she is like that."
"That was alright, myself is Pendu." Pendu smiled as she bowed. The girl bowed as well afterwards. "Nice jacket."
"Thanks, found this at garage sale." Papesse modeled her jacket a bit, "hard to find garage sales in Digital Dust you know."
"Mine would not know, mine is from the Nihonkai." Pendu rubbed the back of her head, "the Sekoro area."
"Sekoro?" Both sisters said, only one taking a tone in disgust and the other in glee.
"I always wanted to hear more about Sekoro." Papesse was starry eyed as she somewhat glomped Pendu, "I have a feeling we are going to be good friends." Pendu sweatdropped as she looked over towards Papessa for help but the girl was oblivious to them. "Do you pocky, I have quite a bit of it."
"My room mate is her?" Forza had just been registered along with Mago Irson, fate has a sick sense of humor. At the moment she was dreading going to her room as she knew that irritating girl would be there, she could picture the scene right now.
She opens the door to find everything decorated in bright colors and cartoon characters. She is dressed like some escaped mental patient while petting some cat, "good evening, Ms. Cavaliere. You will never stop my, DEATH RAY!"
I should stop watching those bond movies, she shook her head before walking down the hall until she came across something somewhat interesting happening in one of the dead ends. A small fox was watching her from the shadows that slipped into the darkness, emerging in it's place was a young woman with a goldish white hair girl dressed in a loose dress shirt and a skirt that went down a bit beneath her knee. "Er, hi."
The girl smiled as she nodded, slinking back into the dark a bit. "Lovely bracelet," she said. Forza looked down at the gold hoop bracelet given to her by the rare few fairies she actually respects then up at the girl, she complete vanished into the shadows then a fox ran out and down the hall. She was left standing there wondering how the fox girl was before continuing she came around the corner to see a moderate crowd was milling around a bit in front of several vending machines. On inspection they dispense potions, nothing dangerous or exotic, just simple "cure", "Polymorph" and the popular "Black Mage Hadoken blast." Forza walked through the crowd until she was almost nose to nose with Mago herself, who happen to be holding a small bottle of Ifret fire.
"Hi, Ms. Cavaliere. I had read we are going to be room mates, isn't that wonderful?" Forza had a few choice words to say but held her tongue as the girl lean forward a bit, "I was going to try that spell again. Do you want to help?"
"Not really," Forza try to back away but Mago followed.
"It's to find something special, and two witches would help much more better then one." Mago put the bottled fire into her spell bag, "I better get going. I will meet you back at the room, bye Ms. Cavaliere."
"Strange lady." Forza went on towards her room, she was taking it slow as she turn down many of the twisting corridors. It's to find something special, what did the girl mean by that? Perhaps she was just some wannabe, trying to be the next Trix looking for some "mystical" relic that will help take over the universe without knowing it was about attitude and style. The fire burning in her and her mother were just a booster they wanted. Mago Irson, she thought as she stood in front of her room. You are just a thorn in my side.
The bottle burst, flames exploded outward as it engulfed the small area around it. A small howl could be heard as the image of Ifret flickered among the flames, she was staring at it as she turn away from the pot filled with a magical potion meant to find the object she needs but it was a failure as the other times she tried.
What am I doing wrong? Mago lean over the pot leering down causing her features to twist into an out of character appearance, she wanted to spit into the face of the goody two shoes she was pretending to be. At the moment though it serves a purpose, an important purpose. She knew that somewhere in these walls of school for witches, it was waiting for her. She just has to find it without alerting anyone, which is becoming a hassle.
If only she had an ally to help her out, one she could stab in the back later when she achieves what she wants. That girl, the princess would serve a better purpose then a pair of interesting objects for her amusement.
Stormy stood behind the counter polishing a pile of swords that was going into the discount bin. She had just finished a saber that was going to be sheathed when she noticed a figure's reflection in the blade, she could not make out any more details then he was a man and much taller then she is. "May I help you?" she said without even looking up, she sheathed the blade.
"I am searching for a sword, a cursed sword." he spoke with a gravely tone, more detail came to light as he lifted his head to show his stubbly chin. "A one of a kind of weapon, the Flame Roc."
Stormy looked up a bit confused, "Flame Roc? Never heard of it."
"I am not surprised as it is a very unusual item." the man smiled a bit, "One of a kind, you know."
Stormy silently watched the man leave as a feeling that she will encounter this man again, sometime later on but she will meet him again.
And it will be important.
Bloom was going over her E-mail in her personal office finding nothing more then junk and the usual baby photos from Stella and Brandon, then one happened to interest her since it was from her daughter. In the subject was "enjoying school", she could not help but read it right away. At first she was smiling, but soon it dropped. Then anger began to fill her, a lot of it. She went there after she told the girl after she could NOT go to Cloud Tower, Bloom did not know what to do but it was going to be bad. Beyond yelling bad, beyond grounding bad, beyond mental scaring bad. She was going to cook up something that Harry Truman would order to end a war, and that was just for the beginning.
She took a few breaths, it was not going to another school but it was defying her. She hope that Fargonda would straighten that out, but now it is up to Ms. Griffin.
May heaven have mercy on her. Bloom thought of what Forza is capable of.