#revamp!

Julie Kostenko: Julie is a rather rowdy girl, she typically acts first thinks later. Being a bit of a sadistic bastard, during trials if she has the time she will taunt survivors about many things. And if shes even given the opportunity, will lick their blood out of fun

She does use the other legion members Knives and rarely masks. But I believe that they just share knives. Especially with Julie because she likes collecting them

Now of course. Julie is freaky, she will stab, choke, force the partner to lick her own blood or their own blood. And if shes able even use other killers for pleasure... like Doctor's sock for example!

Carmina Mora: Carmina has grown a bit too attached to the crows that seem to follow her around nowadays. Shes a bit too... co dependant on them at times too given her INCREDIBLY limited voice. And they help translate her thoughts into words

Given her past, Carmina is terrified of trying to protect any boys younger than her, given her brothers death. So if she even slightly sees a Younger guy as a sorta mini brother. She will act like a mother hen protecting her young

Alongside that. Any killers that wield any sort of Knife. Be it the Legion, Chucky, Myers, Amanda, Ghostie, etc etc. She will visibly freeze, and even start to get aggressive unless they sheath/put away the blade

In her down time of trying to relax outside of trials, she ever rarely leaves her "terf" of Eyrie of Crows. It gives her a sense of sanctuary despite the fear and anxiety she has, and will rarely if ever attack survivors outside of trials if they find their way to Eyrie of Crows

Alongside the Crows. She sorta sees The Entity as the mother she wished she had. Provided comfort (via the crows), a place she can call 'home'. And even gives her opportunities to try to still keep her title as "The Artist" by making gifts for the Entity, or other killers to keep to themselves or store away in their personal realms. And sometimes to survivors as well to give them some bit of hope

It was when Colin had stepped into the Great Hall with Dennis Creevey and a few other friends, where the large crowds of tense students and the staff were, that it made sense. That there was no question that there, in fact, was something wrong. Unfortunately, this was no dream. With Albus Dumbledore dead, Severus Snape took his place and Colin felt a very uncomfortable twist in his stomach. A gut feeling that signified that there was going to be much to come this school year and it was not going to be sunshines and rainbows.

Or hey. Maybe, it was just Colin’s anxiety.

Today was the start of the term festival and Colin had just escaped from the Viaduct courtyard. Too many students were there and he had done his due diligence for the Aurelius Tribune and snapped a few shots and collected a few story ideas with direct student input. It was the least Colin could do, knowing he would inform Draco in the next week, that he wasn’t going to be continuing with the Aurelius Tribune. He’d disappointed the older boy more than enough last Spring, with his declining efforts in his written work, and he didn’t want that to continue.

With the hallways empty, Colin pulled out a silver cigarette case from his pockets. This was a gift, from one of his older romances from early in March, with a fortune that would have allowed Colin and his loved ones to live lavishly the rest of their merry life. It was quick, one-sided for the most part, and Colin was not the one hurt in that relationship. Rather, he was prized with that stunning cigarette case that cost more than every material item in his childhood home combined. It was adorned with a custom engravement of his initials and a beautiful hummingbird, and it was accompanied with a plethora of cigarettes that tasted like delicious sweet whiskey. He had only started smoking after receiving this present and hadn’t stopped since.

Though, he had a preference to keep this new habit quiet.

Colin pressed the cigarette between his lips as he strode down the hallways, lighting it with the tip of his wand. He was heading in the opposite direction of the Viaduct courtyard, towards the Aurelius Greenhouse. His fingers were clicking through the photos he had taken on his camera and while he had been historically very prideful of his work, at least in the years before the last, his thoughts were quite hypercritical this time around. Though to anyone else, they would look like pretty damn good photos.