peter, caroline & maggie

Yara smiled softly at Peter’s response, her heart warming at his words. She appreciated that he acknowledged her concern for him, even if he didn’t fully agree with it. She chuckled at his comment about using the lasso on Moth, even considering it for a moment. one look at peter and she knew it be to far. She squeezed his hand gently, grateful for his willingness to try and avoid Moth.

As Peter leaned in for a soft kiss, Yara’s heart swelled with love for him. She knew she wanted a future with him, even if it wouldn’t be a long one. Not by amazon standards anyway. “I’m so glad to hear that, Peter,” she replied, her voice filled with warmth. “Don’t worry, I don’t think I could ever get sick of you.“ She leaned in for another kiss, savoring the feeling of his lips on hers.

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Peter offered her a soft smile in return. He was the type of person to do anything for the people he cared about -- really, he was the type of person to do anything for anyone, if they needed help. But Yara was on a different level. He loved her so much that he would do whatever she asked, even if a part of him felt disappointed at the idea of seeing less of Moth. He liked her. She was his friend, and he truly didn’t think that she had any feelings for him beyond that. But he never wanted Yara to doubt his feelings for her, or be uncomfortable. He wanted to make her happy. Especially because she was so far out of his league. He was afraid of losing her.

“Anything for you, you know that,” he said, with a little smile. “I don’t think my kidney would be compatible with yours, but if you ever needed one.” He grinned crookedly. He leaned into her as she kissed him again, his arms wrapping around her waist, kissing her gently in return. “So what do you want to do with the rest of our night?” he asked, looking down at her with a slight tilt of his head, a faint smile touching his lips.

Nico took a deep breath and looked up at the platform again. He knew he had to do this, but that didn’t make it any less terrifying. “Okay,” he said, nodding to Maggie. “I trust you.” He closed his eyes for a moment and tried to calm his nerves. When he opened them again, he took a running start and launched himself into the air. For a moment, he felt weightless, the wind rushing past him. Then, he felt a jolt as his scarab’s wings faltered. “Oh, no,” he muttered to himself, panic rising in his chest. “Maggie….MAGGIE!”

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Maggie looked up, rather casual, and put out her hand in Nico’s direction. A scarlet cloud enveloped him and slowed his descent, guiding him gently back to the ground. “There, you’re fine,” she said, glancing him over. “Does that happen often?” Her powers had always been a part of her; they weren’t even remotely external, something that she couldn’t rely on. Then again, she wasn’t entirely sure of her own existence, considering the fact that her mother had created her out of chaos magic. So she supposed it was a, “You win some, you lose some” type of situation. 

“Well, I guess that’s broken.” Zach looked at the piece of school property on the ground in front of him, his nose wrinkling slightly. And then he shrugged, glancing at it again and muttering a spell under his breath. In a moment or two, it had knitted itself back together, looking as good as new. “There we go,” he said, picking it up and handing it over to Tamara. “Where did you even get this from, anyway? I didn’t think they let people take stuff out of the classrooms. They’re a little, uh…” He glanced around, wondering if Waller was watching him on a camera hidden in a bird’s nest or something. “Particular around here.”

Closed Starter for @millicndreams​ || Emeli & Peter

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     It took a lot more effort than Emeli would be willing to admit to contain her excitement as she forced herself to walk at her ordinary pace to meet Peter in the cafeteria, a box wrapped in her signature colour her father’s colour tucked carefully into her arms as the redhead took the seat opposite her oldest friend. “So, you know how you adore me and I’m your favourite person to do favours for?” Emeli asked, unleashing the bright smile that had been threatening to escape since she’d entered the room. “I have a favour to ask…but if it works then it’s also a gift! See? It has a bow, so it’s a gift” 

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Peter beamed brightly as he saw Emeli walking toward him, raising his hand to wave at her, as if she didn’t already see him. He knew she probably wasn’t too excited about being here, but he couldn’t deny that he was glad to see her. He smiled again as she sat down, a laugh falling from his lips a moment later at her words. “Yeah, I know,” he said, chuckling again. He looked at the gift and then looked up at her. “You didn’t have to get me a present for me to do a favor for you, you know. I’d do whatever I could do to help you.” He looked down at the gift with interest. “Can I open it?”

Nika’s lips curved into a smile as she gave a quiet laugh. “I don’t think I’d be able to resist using it,” she decided.  “Especially if I can work out how to half my time at chores. Or if I’ve forgotten something and I’m already outside of the dorm.” Granted, it would have been more handy her second year.  First year she’d been too confused and lost in the new place to have left anything behind, and by third year she’d figured out how to work around anything she’d left in her room.  Second year, she’d been comfortable enough to forget, but still new enough to be a little unsure of just how to improvise. “Outside of the water, my abilities are less useful,” Nika added. “Not completely, I still have the enhancements, but they’re better in the water.”  She rolled her eyes. “Pros and cons of being partially of another race.”

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Caroline gave a little laugh of her own as Nika spoke. “A lot of people say that,” she said, with a soft smile and a shrug. “I guess I just don’t want to rely on it. It’s one thing to use my abilities to protect someone, or help my team, but to use it for myself…” She shrugged again. “I worry it would make what I can do the center of my life, and that just seems like a bad precedent.” Caroline looked over at her and nodded. “Yeah, I can imagine that would be hard,” she said. “But I definitely couldn’t do a single thing to help anyone if we were out in the middle of the ocean somewhere. Not a lot of people could.” She laughed a little. “I can’t even swim that well,” she admitted. “I can doggy paddle enough to stay afloat, but that’s about it.”

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“Zachary Zatara, you’re such a flirt,” Mar'i giggled, her skin heating up as she blushed. She knew Zach’s reputation all too well, but she couldn’t deny the tingle of excitement that ran through her every time he turned on the charm. She loved how he always knew how to make her smile, and how his witty comments could brighten even the gloomiest of days. “As much as I’d love to indulge in your company today, I have important matters to attend to.” She shifted in her seat, hoping to put some distance between herself and Zach’s gaze. “Maybe next time?” she smiled.. 

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“Yes, ma’am,” Zach agreed, another grin touching his lips as he spoke. He’d be the first to admit that he was an absolute flirt, to an obnoxious level, but it was different with Mar’i. It was easier -- well, even easier -- to lay on the charm with her than with anyone else. Her sweet nature just brought it out of him. “Oh, yeah?” he said, his eyebrows pulling together in a slight frown of disappointment. Then he sat up and flashed her another smile, reaching a hand up to run his fingers through his hair. “Well, I’m not surprised,” he said. “We should start a sign-up sheet for everyone who wants to spend time with you.” He grinned again. “I definitely won’t put a spell on it so no one else could sign up.”

She said that she heard and he let out a gentle laugh. “Man. I think I’d be happy at one of those schools too.” He joked. Although it wasn’t entirely true. He wasn’t going out lately. The thought of someone slipping something else into his drink or just being around too many people right now was stressing him out. He could feel the hair on his neck stand as he thought about going to a party. Then, she questioned if he’d go to Ruby’s party and he swallowed. He wanted to say yes because it was normal for him to go to something like that. When she mentioned that she’d go with him, he finally nodded his head. “I’d go. So long as you came too.” He said with a smile. Trusting that she’d stay with him the entire time. 

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Caroline couldn’t help but wrinkle her nose at the thought of going to a party school. “It would be so loud,” she commented, putting a hand to her forehead at the mere thought. Her head would be constantly aching. She looked over at him, knowing him well enough that she had no need of reading his mind or his feelings. “You don’t have to,” she said softly. “If you’re not ready yet. There’s nothing wrong with that. I’d stay here with you, too.” She would do absolutely anything she had to do in order to protect Wren. She smiled a little. “If you want,” she said. “I would stay with you the whole time.”

Closed starter for Maggie - @millicndreams​

As Nico stood in the arena, sweat dripping down his forehead, he couldn’t help but feel grateful for Maggie ‘s help. She had been helping learn to control his scarab, and he was slowly getting the hang of it. Kinda. He looked over at Maggie, who was standing a few feet away from him, and asked, “You can save my ass again, right? Cause that’s like really high and what if the wings just stop you know…working?” he asked as he looked up at the platform he was supposed to fly to.

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Maggie smiled faintly as Nico spoke, glancing up at the platform. “Yes, I can catch you,” she said. She sent a tendril of chaos magic to waft around him like smoke, before directing it to bump gently against his shoulder, so that he could feel it had the potential to be solid. “You’ll be fine,” she told him, with a slight shrug. “Of all the times children have died here, I don’t think any of them have died during a training episode.” She paused. “At least, not so many. That I know of.”

Dimitry looked at his sister smirking softly “Of course it is, I’m, so glad to know you agree with me” he replied smugly before looking at her for a moment he had gotten plenty of unhealthy coping mechanisms since he died “Well what can I say, all the unhealthy things come naturally to me. Longevity seems like quite the boring life to live for on my mind” He mused before chuckling softly “You are just too old with your references Sister, lucky for you I had a great teacher too who forced me to enjoy them too” he teased her before rolling his eyes “this isn’t even dead animal skin, a mink would be worst in all honesty and you know it” He mused smirking “How sad, we really should attempt to do some sort of collaboration together and see what our mix powers can really do.”

Maggie snorted softly, shaking her head with a faint smile touching her lips. Her brother often drove her up the wall, but she of course couldn’t deny that she was fond of him. Which certainly wasn’t the same as admitting it upfront, but for Maggie, even forbearing to say she disliked him meant something. “Yes, heaven forbid you actually live,” she said dryly. “What an odd way to live life, actually being alive. Imagine.” She raised her eyebrows. “Mmm, yes, lucky for you,” she said. Maggie rolled her eyes as he spoke. “Oh, yes, and where does leather come from? Do you think they pick a roll of leather from a tree branch to make a jacket for you?” She looked over at him, another smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth. “From your tone, I have the feeling that this is the very type of activity the CRP program was made for.”

“You’d be late for your own funeral.” Peter smiled up at Martin as the other approached. He was sitting on a bench outside the library, where they’d arranged to meet -- and yet here he was, twenty minutes later, scrolling through his phone. He stood up and tucked the phone into his pocket, grinning over at his old friend. “Did you forget about me?” he teased. “Oh, wait -- let me guess, you were on the phone with your dad, right? I know he can talk your ear off.” He gave Martin another smile as he spoke. Oswald called him just about as often as his mom did.

​Johari smirked softly after all it was interesting to see and collaborate with others on things. She chuckled at the other’s words “a super genius we could rule the world if only you’d let me take you on a ride” She teased before nodding her head “ah yes but should we make things easier on the populace when it’s already fairing a rather lazy style to began with? But I will admit that sometimes struggling to remember which cord controls the fan or the light”

Ginny wrinkled her nose. “Yeah, no, I’m good, thank you,” she said. “If people were meant to fly, we’d be born with wings.” She paused, considering the student body. “Okay, more of us would be born with wings, you know what I mean.” She shrugged. “Okay, just me, then,” she said, flashing Johari a grin. “It’s not being lazy if I invented the damn thing, I had to go through the trouble of making it myself.” She thought about it. “Not that it’s hard for me, obviously, but I would probably have to get out of bed.”

“Don’t just stand there, looking at me.” Maggie glanced over at him, a frown tugging at her lips. “What do you want?” She hated when people just hovered, standing there as if she had nothing better to do than to wait for them to speak. To be entirely honest, she had been so lost in her own thoughts that she really had no idea how long he was standing there -- but the fact that he was standing there at all was enough to irritate her. “Is there something I can help you with, or are you simply buffering?”​

“It’s not that I don’t care, it’s quite the opposite!” Perhaps she was a bit emotionally stunted. Growing up the way she did Ruby had internalized a lot and brushed things off as much as she could. “I just think something to take everyone’s mind off and lift some spirits around here is just the thing we all need.” 

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Caroline huffed softly as her sister spoke. She and Ruby had never really been on the same wavelength, but she knew Ruby’s heart was in the right place -- or close enough, anyway. “I know,” she said, her voice softening. She didn’t want to fight with her right now. She shrugged. “Yeah, maybe,” she said. “So, just on a scale of one to ten, how likely is it that you’d show up that night at my dorm and ransack my closet for an outfit, and drag me out?”

“I know it doesn’t make sense.” Zach grinned and shrugged. “I’m sure Zee could explain it better than I can, she probably knows all that deep mystical mumbo-jumbo, oogie-boogie kind of stuff.” He looked over at Zaiden and shrugged again, another grin pulling at the edges of his mouth. “To be honest with you, I’ve never really thought about it. I know it doesn’t sound very mystic of me, and I probably should learn more about it -- but doing magic is a whole hell of a lot more fun than reading about it, believe me.”

“You should have seen it coming.” Twirling the janitor’s keyring around her finger, Vittoria glanced at Mar’i, rolling her eyes a little. “I mean, for God’s sake, he was standing right there for, like, sixty seconds. Who uses a public water fountain for that long? That water has to taste like swallowing nickels. Not to mention this school literally has a program dedicated to criminals. He should keep a better eye out.” She shrugged. “Besides, they probably don’t even open the doors by themselves. I bet you have to punch in a twenty-digit code and sing the national anthem in Latin before you can get through a locked door around here.”