#k;p

It was Kyuri's first weekend at the academy; she had actually survived her first week there. Her classes were as difficult as she thought they would be, but they were much more enjoyable than the classes she took at her human schools. The one class she always dreaded going to, however, was Japanese. The subject isn't boring, but it's her first class in the mornings, and the teacher usually lulls her to sleep in the middle of class. Currently, the young girl was in the library working on her homework. Wanting to take a break, however, Kyuri decided to shift from reading books and writing notes to something a little more hands-on: potion-making. Collecting her stuff together, she swung her backpack onto her shoulder and went to the greenhouse to collect some ingredients. Walking into the greenhouse, she welcomed the tranquil, warm environment. She browsed for a bit before discovering what she needed. Grabbing her canvas tote, Kyuri picked the herbs and flowers she required, and headed out to the wizard tower afterwards. Once she arrived at the tower, Kyuri laid out all of her ingredients: aloe, rosemary, holy basil, a handful of rose petals, crushed myrrh, and gypsy's blood which she kept in her vial case. Fortunately for her, no-one was there so she had the area all to herself. Before heating up the cauldron, she tied her long-haired pink wig back into a ponytail. She brought out the mortar and pestle from one of the cabinets and began to crush the herbs separately - setting them aside in portions when she was done. The young girl slowly stirred the water in the cauldron as she waited for it to reach an appropriate temperature. The potion she was making was one she used often, and one that took her a long time to master; it was a powerful antiseptic that healed many wounds almost instantly - for humans, of course. Other living beings were another case, and she hadn't gotten that far in her training yet. Although most of the ingredients are easy to get, brewing potions are no easy task. Magical beings, especially magical healers, who brew potions not only have to watch their timing, but also the way they stir the cauldron and the amount of each ingredient they slip into it. The effect of the potion relies on how it's made. Placing the precise amount of ingredients in the cauldron, Kyuri stirred clockwise six times before she took note of the time and stepped back, waiting. As she walked to the sink in the corner of the room, she heard the door open. Not paying it any mind, the young healer washed her hands and dried them afterwards. She turned around and immediately froze in place when she saw blond hair and blue eyes. "I forgot that there are exchange students here..... oh God, at least I hope he is a student!" Kyuri thought to herself as she continued to stand in place, eyes averted to the wall to avoid meeting his gaze.

     His journey is taking him far.. In fact, this is the furthest he's had to travel to deliver something before. Even worse, as the road turns rough and the trees thicker and overgrown, he's sort of positive he's lost. By the time he finds the manor, big and haunting, there's a light dusting of snow fluttering down, and he peers up at the building apprehensively. "If this is another joke.." Kyungsoo mumbles to himself, huddling down into his coat and holding the weighty package in his arms, and he climbs the steps to nervously knock on the aged oak door.