The cloaked witch students gathered in the Terrace which slowly started to fill up.
Armonia just stood in place, looking around the Terrace. She heard the many conversations among the crowd of cloaked witches. Armonia had never really been an outgoing person.... So, she had no one to talk to. “I kind of wish that I had someone to talk to....”
Armonia said in a thought as she looked on towards the archways, opposite to the steps to the Terrace.
Amisi stood on the other side of the Terrace, taking in a deep breath. “The magic here.... It’s so soothing....” Amisi let out as her eyes scan the crowd of clocked witches.
Suddenly, on the wide and dark lithe Terrace, the winds built up, muffling the sounds of parallel conversations among the crowd of cloaked witches into silence. From the archways opposite the steps to the Terrace, a cloud of smoke enveloped the edge, forcing the witches back and out of the smoke came several uncloaked figures. Imposing women in dark and often daring vestments, older witches in long robes, an old man with a beard barely reaching the floor, among others. They all parted ways for there was suddenly a flash of lightning and in center stage a woman was suddenly illuminated. She was tall, her skin of a palish green and her hair of a dark purple with lighter highlights in front, held up in a pointy bun. She wore a long dark red dress with a high white collar and her heavy expression demanded silence, unwavering attention and respect with a certain amount of fear, from both new and older Witch students.
Armonia couldn’t help but stand there in awe. “Woah....” She let out under her breath.
Amisi said nothing, but could FEEL the power coming from this witch, just like she did with Professor Odessa. However, the power coming from this witch was MUCH more powerful than the power that came from Odessa. “Oh this witch, she’s a powerful one alright” Amisi said in a thought.
"Welcome my dark sisters to Cloud Tower, Magical Academy for witches." She told the crowd with a coarse voice,
"You are here to learn to tame the dark arts who course within you. Here, we will shape your minds, make you stronger and teach you to subjugate the weak minded. There is no room for weakness, we will take it out of you. You will learn how to become grown, full witches, embedding fear on the lower races and whoever dares to stand in your way. I, Headmistress Griffin, along with the teaching staff of this academy will guide your path within these walls. Disrespect is not tolerated."
"The teachers will instruct you to your dorms, classes begin tomorrow at the break of dawn... sleep tight... if you can..."
With every single member of the crowd wide eyed, and a few even trembling after such an intimidating speech, the Headmistress disappeared not in a cheesy cloud of smoke, but it's as if a portal opens inside of her and she was sucked in, vanishing in an instant.
Armonia looked among the reactions in the crowd. She wasn’t scared.... Not one bit. “Was that speech supposed to scare us?? Pfffffttt!!” Armonia let out under her breath.
Amisi could see that EVERY single member of the crowd had been impressed by the presentation. “Yes! I am going to study hard and become JUST as strong of not stronger than the Headmistress!” Amisi shouted out.
As the lights grew dim across the terrace, the audience took once again notice of the other teachers standing in front of them. They instructed the students to follow them so they could lead them to their rooms and everyone stood and went to them without question of comment...
“Guess it’s time to see where my room is and who I will be bunking with....” Armonia let out with a sigh as she made her way towards the teachers.
“Ok, time to find out where my room is and who will be my room mate” Amisi said as she followed the other witches and lined up in front of the teachers.
Amisi took a deep breath as the students go this way and that, making their ways to one teacher or another. Not 100% sure what to do, Amisi just walked and stood at the end of one of the lines. “I kind of wish that Sakura was here, I could use someone to talk to” Amisi let out as she felt and sensed someone stopping behind her. "Princess Amisi, You can come with me, I'll take you to your dorm. You are going to have to share it" Amisi turned around and saw Odessa and remembered her from when she was at the border of Cloud Tower. Odessa was looking with a stern and cold look in her eyes before continuing to walk after a second's pause which Amisi figured to be Odessa checking to see that Amisi heard her.... Though Amisi could feel that Odessa didn’t really seem to expect or wait for a reply.
“Ok....” Amisi just simply let out as she followed Odessa, figuring she should since the teacher did call her by name. Other witches were also following Odessa as she moved this way and that around the crowd, talking to other witches that seemed hesitant to approach the groups of students with the other teachers. Odessa was picking up the strays, and with the same expression she had with Amisi. “Must one always have such a cold look on one’s face?”
Aimisi took passing note of her approaching a dark skinned, dark blue haired witch before she picked up her pace for fear she might lose her again in the crowd.Armonia looked around as she saw most of the students gather around one teacher or another. They were gathering in groups, leaving Armonia a bit on her own, which really didn’t bother her. Armonia was looking around when she heard a voice that she was really hoping that she’d never have to hear again...
“You can come with me.” Armonia knew all to well who it was without even having to turn around and look. “Damn, it’s Professor Snob. Sound like she’s still mad about my trying to fly into Cloud Tower...." Armonia said to herself as she turned to face the older witch, being met with stern, cold eyes. Armonia watched as Odessa continued to walk without waiting for her reply. Armonia just shrugged her shoulders, let out a snort, and took notice as other witches were following Odessa, including one with pink eyes and black hair, as she moved around the crowd, making her way back to the main building. Armonia also saw Odessa talking with other witches that seemed hesitant to approach the groups of students with the other teachers. Odessa was picking up the strays, with the same stern, cold expression she had when she spoke to Armonia and it made her wonder...
“Does Odessa even RECOGNIZE me? Wow...."
Armonia said in a thought as she was thinking if she wanted to follow Odessa or not. ”Maybe it’s for the better that she doesn’t. I guess I better follow her....”
Armonia said to herself as she went to follow Odessa and her group. Armonia was led to her dorm.
It was on the first floor of the dorm area, fourth door on the left. Armonia saw a wide triple bed room with two of them in a bunk-bed arrangement. There were three desks against the walls and separate cabinets for clothes. A pile of luggage laid in the middle of the room. “Nice, just throw our luggage in the middle of the floor as if it were trash....” Armonia let out in a snort.
Amisi took mental notes as her eyes scanned the room Professor Odessa had led her and her group to. “Well, this will be a first. I’ve never had to share a room in my life. I bet that Sakura is getting the royal treatment with her dorm at Alfea"
Amisi said in a thought as she heard, in a monotone voice;
“This is your room. You're going to have to share. Washrooms and showers are at the end of the hall. Your schedule is at the desk. Dinner will be served in the cafeteria located in the lower deck.” Without even waiting for a reply, the teacher moved on with the rest of the pack towards other rooms.
As the group leaves, three witches stand by the doorway: Armonia, Aimisi and a third witch who just walks in, grabs her stuff, and moves to the single bed without a word.
“Well, so much for getting the single bed.... I could use my magic to make this witch move.... But then knowing my luck, Professor Snob [Odessa] will show up and yell at me like a slave.... and FORCE me to obey her" Armonia said to herself and she made her way to pick up her stuff from the floor. Armonia really wasn’t the friend making type, however something wanted to make her talk to the witch with the black hair.
“She seems too “nice” to be a witch. I’m getting a royal air off of her..... I hope she’s not some snobby princess who thinks that she’s better than everyone.... Because she isn’t!" Armonia said in a thought. Dark thoughts were starting to fill her head..... And that meant that her Dark Side was trying to take over. Without say anything, Armonia rushed to a corner of the dorm to meditate, doing what she could to repress her Dark Side, not wanting her roommates to see it “Calm yourself Armonia.... Calm yourself....” Armonia said to herself as she shut the outside world out and sent herself in a good place in her mind while meditating.
Amisi watches the other witch just simply grab her luggage, and gets into the single bed with so much as a word. “Well, that was most unkind and I wanted the single bed....” Amisi lets out in a soft voice as her eyes come to rest on the dark blue haired witch. “Oh, she seems like she’ll be most fun to hang out with. I wish to say hello and greet her, but I do not wish to impose on her.... I guess that I will leave her alone for now.... Amisi says in a thought as she just simply walks over to get her rolling luggage from the floor, and makes her way to one of the desks in the room.
While Armonia was trying to calm herself and Aimisi was looking to settle in, a cry from the third witch gave them all pause.
"What the Hell?!" The witch went on with a shrieking tone, "Who messed with my luggage?" The question wasn't directed to anyone in particular, but the witch couldn't stop herself from side-glancing towards the only two other people in the room. "My antique jewelry box is missing, I clearly remember packing it." The girl was a mix of anger and distress, "It was my mothers... someone stole it!" She said, or vented, again not directed to any of her roommates specifically.
Both Armonia and Aimisi turned at the shout and the sudden accusation stare. While Aimisi was trying to assess the situation before figuring out what to do, she suddenly felt the air in the room become heavy with negative emotions.
Armonia did not take the accusation lightly, and her control over her Dark Side was obliterated in a surge of uncontrollable rage.
“Oh my....” Amisi said under her breath.
“Oh, I KNOW you aren’t looking at ME like I took it honey! We all just got here, JUST like you!” Armonia shot a glare at this witch, then she looked over at the witch with black hair. “Maybe you should check the pockets of the pretty, pretty princess over there! Their kind pretty much roll in gold and jewelry” Armonia said with sass and meanness in her voice and Amisi could feel evil now coming from the dark blue haired witch.
Armonia, Dark Armonia didn't really caring if she was hurting anyone’s feelings looking the black haired witch dead center in her pink eyes... Almost as she were challenging her. Amisi knew that witches were darker than fairies.... But this was evil.... Amisi then saw that this witch was staring her RIGHT in the eyes. Amisi could see nothing but evil in her purple eyes.
“Yeah, I’m saying you did it, you stuck up little princess!” Armonia said as she took a few steps in the direction of the princess witch. “I DARE you do something! Come on, get your pretty little princess hands dirty honey!” Armonia said with sass as she stood there, waiting to see what the princess would do... If anything... Amisi just stood there, waiting to see what would happen next.
As the room stood in absolute expecting silence, the door suddenly opened wide and none other than Professor Odessa stepped in. She stepped in lightly and calmly, as the three girls focused on her, those in the state of mind to take notice of her at least, they would see she looked bored, as if she didn't really want to be there. She sighed before she spoke.
"Just came in to see if you girls were settling in alright and..." Professor Odessa stopped abruptly as she suddenly becomes aware of the tension and negative and dark energies in the room.
Her pose straightened immediately, and the callous and uninterested demeanor reverted back to the imposing, strict and severe standing and, without caring to pinpoint the specific source of conflict, she started again in a steady and unwavering tone.
"Everybody just CALM DOWN!" She said, the volume raising with every syllable such as the final words are shouted and the two excited witches instantly felt their flared moods brought down to a cool level.
Taking a deep breath, the senior witch continued in her regular tone: "Now tell me what is going on!" Even without shouting, the witches felt compelled to answer her.
The Witch by the single bed, the one who started it all, cut in first: "I was unpacking and I noticed my most prized possession, an antique jewelry box that my mother gave me, was missing." She hesitated as her eyes travel around the room, more in shame than accusation this time, and didn't add anymore.