Text: Dora to Prefects

Monday, 12/16/2250

Dora Santos 3:21 PM: Testing
Aelita Rede, Alistair Gardner, Amelia Caverly, Anoubis Blackgate, Camilla Aune, Eugene Cupid, Laleh Dunn, Michael Murdoch, Miska Erdos, Nessa Marksen, Reid Firewolf, Sparky Keese, Svene Beaumont, Teagan Dunn, and Tiana Murdoch have been added.
Dora Santos 3:25 PM: Okay lovelies, I added all the prefects and a couple people who said they’d help with getting the ball ready. Feel free to add anyone else who said they’ll help. Please don’t leave because we need to coordinate times so we can get everything ready.
Svene Beaumont 3:26 PM: What do you need, Dora?
Camilla Aune 3:27 PM: We should finalize our committees, we talked about tasking but we didn’t make assignments
Camilla Aune 3:28 PM: We need decorations for the atrium and the dining hall, someone needs to be in charge of coordinating with the chefs, and we need a clean up crew. Someone also needs to make sure we have chaperones.
Michael Murdoch 3:30 PM: I can help with decorations, just tell me what you want done and I’ll get something together
Aelita Rede 3:32 PM: I have some designs drawn up, I’ll bring them over.
Miska Erdos 3:33 PM: Cool, I’ll grab them on my way out of the dorm, then you can go the hell back to bed
Aelita Rede 3:34 PM: Dude, it’s been like four days. I’m fine now.
Dora Santos 3:37 PM: Aelita, tomorrow can you come with me to the Staff Room to see who can help out by chaperoning at the dance?
Aelita Rede 3:39 PM: I know Vander is, I’ll bring a map to figure out where everyone is going too.
Dora Santos 3:42 PM: Okay, that’s great, hey Reid, while we’re working on all of this, can you make sure that the Eagle House doesn’t implode?
Reid Firewolf 3:46 PM: Yeah, sure
Sparky Keese 3:47 PM: I can get the music together, got a huge playlist
Dora Santos 3:48 PM: Okay cool, this is a really good start guys, why don’t we all meet up in the dining hall in like an hour and we can go through and make sure everything is settled while we have some snacks and stuff
Sparky Keese 3:51 PM: Works for me, see you in a bit
Nessa Marksen 3:53 PM: Okay. Sparky, bring your roommate, Lunette, I was talking to her about helping us with plants before she leaves.
Aelita Rede 3:54 PM: I’ll bring a list of profs and stuff 😀
Sparky Keese 3:56 PM: If I have to, sure XD



Glass Box

Thurs. 11/28/2250 – By Rebecca Green.

Was she going to get frostbite? It certainly was freezing and Aelita regretted her act of heroism. The blizzard was only getting worse, but she pushed on through the wind and snow, it wasn’t as if it was a terribly far walk. She’d stolen Dora’s jacket to tug over her own coat atop a dual layer of shirts, so she’d survive at least.

She simply hadn’t wanted to abandon the Eagle’s House. God knew that they were likely to be getting into trouble and she couldn’t be sure that they had another prefect there. Blackhall, of course, was not to be trusted with her preciously aggravating babies. On her way, Aelita nearly kicked a small, very adorable, tan creature with the biggest ears she’d ever seen.

Nearly, anyway, as she managed to see the thing just in time and she stumbled forward, almost face planting in the snow as she tried to maneuver around it. A fox, as she could see- but one of those weird ones. A fennec fox? That sounded about right, but those were desert creatures. Not blistering cold blizzard creatures.

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The Eagle House

Sat. 11/9/2250 – By Kayla Salmon.


Any thoughts that his transition from living with the Gardner-Harper clan to living on the Academy’s campus would be painless had been dashed. Apparently word had spread quickly, because when he approached the brick house that belonged to the Eagles there were students on the lawns in front of the other houses, trying to catch sight of him. To a certain extent he didn’t mind, simply because he was used to children and adolescents and their antics, having been the Gardner-Harper clan’s official babysitter for centuries. However, the damage to his master’s beautiful McLaren, along with being thrown up on and then punched, had put him in a more sour mood. He also didn’t appreciate Jay not telling him that he’d be in charge of one of the academy’s houses.

Hauling the two suitcases into the dormitory, he ignored the students on the lawn and the porch that he passed by, opening the door, only to be confronted by the sight of the common room stuffed full of students, from younger to older, some sitting on the stairs, others peering through an archway connecting the common room to the hall. There were some tables that were occupied as well and the demon rolled his eyes in annoyance, but the first thing that had caught his attention was that one girl. It was the blonde teenager from the front of the school, the one who had shrieked at him and then at the headmaster. She held a violin aloft, the notes of a Christmas song tapering off as she stopped, turning to openly glare in his direction.

The silence echoed before a chorus of voices started and the demon blinked in surprise, staring at them as voices bombarded him.

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First Impressions

Sat. 11/9/2250 – By Rebecca Green.


The black sports car pulled up to the curb and just missed the exuberant fifth year, Cleo Sommerfield, who was beating a much less enthusiastic fourth year, Leslie Marksen, with a rolled up jacket. Its owner, fifth year Teagan Dunn, scrambled after her in a frenzy. Cleo’s younger sister, Desiree, laid cackling on the ground, seemingly immune to the layer of snow beneath her thick coat.

“Stop screwing around, Sommerfield!” barked a small redhead clad in a long black trench coat, belt tight around her waist. She eyed them with suspicion over the small pile of textbooks she carried.  A white-haired librarian trailed behind her, weakly trying to take the books as she approached. “You’re going to give Marksen whiplash, I’m not filling out any more paperwork to parents!”

She was met only with a grin and a wave from Cleo. Leslie looked up with nothing less than horror on his face. “Who’s that?” His voice rose high in a shaky whine as he picked his head up from where he lay in the snow, staring wide-eyed at the car and the man emerging from the driver’s seat.

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