I sighed as I walked back into my apartment, tossing the disposable mask in the trash, I buy them from the same place hospitals due do to my paperwork and things, they give me a discount, plus a germophobic surgeon, it’s understandable that I need a lot of cleaning supplies. I paused just past the door as I hung my coat up and took my shoes off, holding my hand up as my swirled off my hand, these cerulean, cyan, and cobalt sunray like geometric patterns as my boots and coat thrummed amber for a moment as I used my magic to sanitize them. I put my various things on the counter as I walked through my apartment making sure everything was in order, counting various things to ensure that they were in proper order and that the right amount of them were there. I also threw the clothes I had been wearing into the laundry before I got into the shower.
My apartment is…not what you’d think for someone with my profession, it’s a step above a studio, the bedroom is barely separated off, just an archway and not a door due to the smallness of the apartment. Bamboo floors, white walls, white cabinets and counters, steel appliances, there’s…not really much about due to both my intense cleaning habits and the fact I didn’t have much when I moved here…along with the fact that I am not really one to go shopping nor do I have an eye for interior design. The most I’ve done is put some magic circles in place, so the place was constantly cleaning itself alongside my habitual cleaning.
As I was getting out of the shower, my phone started ringing with the unique ringtone of Through the Fire and the Flames, meaning that the call could only be from one person. I also bought one of those UV light sanitizers for my phone, wallet, keys, and things, I slid my phone out as I looked at the name popping up before I answered it.
“Hey, Vlady” the familiar voice of the other warlord I am closest with said, voice chipper and almost like it wavered as they spoke, not like they were crying, just shifting in tone…Zavier.
“Is something wrong?” I asked
“No, just wanting to check in, this was a big move for you, and I’m worried about you.” Their kind voice said, making me smile as I sat at the foot of my bed, it was still pouring rain, I wonder is Kal’s upset or something because of this storm…that would happen if he was upset or if he just wanted to make it start storming, but…I can tell that this isn’t his rain.
“Thank you, that’s sweet.” I said, “How’s your last year at Academy shaping up?”
“It’s…hectic to say the least.” They said pausing to laugh a little
“Imagine how mine was, I was a med student.”
“One of my friends is too”
“Right, the were-tiger” I said as I dried off my hair with a smaller towel, “How’s Kain doing with his second?”
“It’s…phenomenal compared to his first.”
“Well, there’s no world destroying Conclave roaming about” I added
“That’s definitely a plus” they said with a soft laugh, “Plus the year just started last week, you know how the first weeks always are.”
“Be glad your liver can’t be damaged; I know how your house’s parties are.”
“You Cobalt Dragon bitch” Zavier laughed under their breathe making me laugh as well, they’re a Silver Serpent student, Cobalt Dragon and Silver Serpent have always butted heads a bit as the only reptilian houses. I could hear bass pulsing behind them, probably having just stepped out of their house that turns into a nightclub nightly. “How’s everything over in Boston?”
“Just raining a lot recently”
“Welcome to a New England fall.”
“Though…what do you know about Miskatonic University?” I asked, I almost heard that question give them pause.
“Not much to be honest, Paradise Academy only claims to be selective when really, they give letters to any magical child when they come of age, its only to nonmagical that we’re selective…Miskatonic is supposed to only accept very specific students who have magics and connections that link to the school. Why?”
“Just…had a run in with someone today.”
“From Miskatonic?”
“Yeah…he’s a professor”
“Go on” Zavier said, I heard them snap their fingers as I’m guessing they lit a cigarette on the back porch of their house.
“He’s…interesting to say the least.” I said before sighing
“Interesting how?”
“Just the whole…the vibes he gives off are strange. He’s…almost got this magnetism about him, like people around him are drawn into him, but there are these really…really strange quirks about him too. He moves with this…too flexible way.”
“Interesting indeed” they said before I heard something pop, Zavier has the habit of using their horns to open beer bottles or stubborn cans, so I’m guessing they have their four arms out or holding something magically. “What did you think about him?”
“He’s enigmatic, there is so much about him that is…very confusing and strange. He gave me a business card and that he likes to ensure that I got his number before just walking off.” I said as I stood up, drying off properly before I started getting dressed in some pajamas, I heard them laugh softly.
“Not often I hear about you getting hit on.”
“Well, you’re the only one I can talk to about things like that…you know my parents” I said, they laughed
“Aamon and Yekaterina are…interesting people.”
“Was that…making fun of me?” I asked
“A little, but yes, Vlad, I understand why you only feel comfortable talking about things like that with me. I mean, you’re only four years older than me, we were at school together for a year…a lot of the others haven’t had to have a time like that. They can be overbearing; they were almost obsessively protective over you when you were a kid…they were always terrified that someone was always trying to kill you over the fact you’re a warlord.” They explained as I nodded along.
“Why do you think I always spent summers with your Dads?” I asked
“I knew that already” they said, “So…are you going to make contact with this man, who still remains nameless to me?”
“I can read the room better than Jewels, Zavi…his name is Aden Ashmore, he’s a professor over at Miskatonic.”
“Want me to background check?”
“What? No, no” I said
“I could pop over and ambush him, make him tell me everything you might want to know”
“And I’m the older one” I said with a laugh
“So, are you going to make contact?”
“I don’t know” I said as I dragged my hand back through my hair, “I mean…things felt…weird when I met him. It was like everything went into bullet-time, just everything turned into this blur, my senses were overshadowed by the smell of his magic and all I could focus on was him…I already know what all of that means, but…that terrifies me. Look at Kal and you, when this happened to either of you…look at what happened to the world? Kal was attacked by a fucking god…and you were attacked by Granny’s like summer project for the world’s best Hell prison warden who wanted to invert the worlds and take over everything…I…the world can’t stand up to something like that again…it’s too soon.”
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