Recent content by Lumen

The corner of Lumen's lip twitched upward. A smirk, perhaps one mixed with relief and anticipation. She'd never been able to get drunk before. And it was only after Leander pushed his dome that she'd had the idea. Again, the logical part of her brain argued it was a VERY BAD IDEA. But the...

She only hesitated a moment. Could she trust Leander? Most likely not. Did she care right now? The Grief said no. The urge was stronger for an escape. “I want to get drunk and I know where we can find some wine. Are you in or out?”

As the null dome swept the arena, Lumen suddenly felt as if her magic was on the other side of a wall. A wall she couldn't get through. She'd only felt this way once, when she'd had to wear the nullify wrist cuff after the debacle with Proctor Ebersol. As terrifying as it was, it was oddly...

She thought about ignoring him. For both their good. But as soon as he said Caeso’s name like that all reason left the initiate’s head. Lumen froze and slowly turned around. Hands balled up into fists at her side. “Excuse me.” Dangerous, slow words. “Don’t speak about things you don’t know...

“Not anymore,” she admitted, slinging the towel over her shoulder. “And feel nothing at all? Easy for you to say. I’ve never been able to turn off my feelings a day in my life.” A part of her had always been jealous when Ysobel has gotten all giggly at their girl’s night. Not a care in the...

Head snapped up at the sound of approach. Pushing to her feet, relief rippled across her young face seeing Kristen. Then concern at Sable being chain-dragged behind the tall redhead. “Are you okay?” It was stupid to ask if Sable was. Clearly he wasn’t. Lips pressed into a thin line as she...

Hands shook out as she eyes her bruised and scabbed knuckles. Tawny-gaze finally lifted and lifted up, up, up to Leander's face. Honestly, she'd expected him to dismiss Caeso, make fun of the boy who was gone. Tout how he was so much better than him. She hadn't expected him to...ask a...

Him. The boy who was gone. The one she hadn't been there for. The one she counted on the most during her time here. The one that made the trio between herself and Zinnia. The boy who'd gone to Amol Kalit and back with her, But as she opened her mouth, as she said his name, something inside...

“LEANDER,” she nearly yelled in warning and spun around. “Why do you have to do that? Pick and poke? It’s as if,” angry strides took her right in front of the other initiate. She stopped just out of his grasp. Oh, she could take him if she had to. But she wasn’t stupid. And unlike him, she...

A small frown as he finished. But surprisingly, there was no judgement in her eyes. Slowly, she perched on the rock next to him, letting the silence stretch between them. “Zael, we’re made to be weapons. I always saw that as more.” She rubbed the back of her neck, then looked at him, keying...

She tensed at his voice and may have hit the bag extra hard after hearing it, WHACK. Arms dropped to her sides but her fingers remained curled into fists. A flat look offered to the Urahil. "Go. Away." She turned back to the bag and began hammering it again. Beads of sweat dripping down...

Lumen glanced around, a tactical eye always to their surroundings. A wall a little ways away. Farmland in front of them. Zael in front of her. Hopefully Kristen would arrive soon. Hopefully Sable would...be okay? She had no idea what was going on back there. The sounds of their fight long...

Leander Urahil Lumen had just gotten back from a mission all the way across the oceans. She was so tired and ready for her own bed and room that she nearly missed the hushed whispers from the other students as she passed. Nearly missed the looks of grief or sympathy her way. It wasn't until...

Despite their differences and Proctor Ebersol's disdain for Lumen, in that moment Lumen wanted to cheer for the older student. Even though the old man still scared her a mighty healthy amount. Even with her fellows around. Even with the old man distracted by their common foe. As the enraged...

As they got ready, Lumen offered a wave to Lothar as he got on one of the first ships. Like the others, she was back up on deck with her pack and light set of armor. Probably not a smart idea to wear the heavy stuff as they were going over water. But she did still have her mother's shield...