❒ ic chat

*sneers at Geneva as I trail in behind her, scratching at my scalp with long, stiletto acrylics* Ugh, why are you so happy this early in the morning Ms. Peppula?

*hums to myself as I dance in, singing a song a bit too loudly and spinning around in my uniform until my knees bump into a table* Oops! Sorryyyyy~!

@ᴍᴏᴏɴ ʜᴀɴᴀʷⁱᵗᶜʰ Vesper smiled to the other and slowly stood up, offering his hand to her, "Sounds lovely. Shall we head over now then? It shouldn't take too long," he hummed and gestured outside with his head. If they did happen to run late, they could always come back through the shadows.

@ᴠᴇsᴘᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴋʰʸᵇʳⁱᵈ A tempting offer. The first thing to come to mind was the pastry shop in town. She’d been wanting to visit but between classes and keeping up with her own studies, convenience was sparse. “Well then, how about some croissants? I was told they are adding chocolate in them.”

@ᴍᴏᴏɴ ʜᴀɴᴀʷⁱᵗᶜʰ Vesper nodded at that and hummed, "You did use some energy chasing that squirrel, a snack wouldn't hurt," he suggested. He thought about it and then nodded. "I'll gladly buy you something if you have something in mind," he hummed. As much as he liked to tease Hana, he did care for her too.

@ᴠᴇsᴘᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴋʰʸᵇʳⁱᵈ “I have yet to eat anything, but I hardly think a meal between classes would be necessary.” Having gone periods of time without food, her body simply grew accustomed to operating on very little nutrition. Magical as the people at the institute were, Hana was just as human as any other. “Perhaps… I could have a snack or the like. Are you offering?”

@ᴍᴏᴏɴ ʜᴀɴᴀʷⁱᵗᶜʰ Vesper didn't even know for sure if the type of paper was the reason, for all he knew it was just a very bored and cheeky squirrel on a mission to wreak havoc. He turned to her at the question and hummed, "Hmm, today has been quite regular. I just fed so I'm waiting for it to settle a bit before I dive into anything work or research related," he explained. "The squirrel chase didn't make you skip a meal, did it? You've eaten?" he asked.

@ᴠᴇsᴘᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴋʰʸᵇʳⁱᵈ “The paper?” She often wrote notes and lesson plans on the sheaves provided by the institute. The only difference this time around was that she’d used a page or two from a stray spell book in her room. “I see. You might have a point, for once. I will take care not to make the same mistake.” Her lips pushed for a smile before returning her attention to Vesper once more. “Oh, but what about yourself? You seem rather relaxed today, or have your days become monotonous over time?”

@ᴍᴏᴏɴ ʜᴀɴᴀʷⁱᵗᶜʰ Vesper nodded when he was told that the squirrel was healthy, but he frowned slightly at the mention of "hearty". "Hmm, that's a little odd. I guess I'll know it if I ever spot it though," he shrugged slightly and sat back. He couldn't help but laugh at the thought of the squirrel actually coming back. "Perhaps something about that paper was special," he hummed. "Maybe you should start using different paper."

@ᴠᴇsᴘᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴋʰʸᵇʳⁱᵈ The laugh caught in as she side-eyed the warlock, both surprised and not surprised that his attention diverted so quickly. “It was healthy, indeed. Perhaps a bit /too/ hearty,” she said. The only reason she was able to retrieve her notes was due to the fact that this particular squirrel was plump and thankfully not very agile. It was playful and led her back to a family of little ones, strangely reminiscent of Vesper. “I would be very much grateful if it chose different and more suitable nesting materials next time.”

@ᴍᴏᴏɴ ʜᴀɴᴀʷⁱᵗᶜʰ Vesper paused then at the mention of a squirrel. He loved animals, and any mention of one would grab his attention immediately. "Was the squirrel hurt at all? What was it even doing near the buildings? The poor thing," he almost pouted at the thought of the squirrel. "Was it maybe looking for nesting material?"

@ᴠᴇsᴘᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴋʰʸᵇʳⁱᵈ “Nothing too far from the usual, really,” she replied. For someone who spent her life with only herself as company, conducting classes and having to be particularly kind and social drained her. “Although… I suppose I did have to chase down a squirrel that did away with my notes for my next class.” Letting her guard down, Hana laughed softly and shook her head at the thought.

@ᴍᴏᴏɴ ʜᴀɴᴀʷⁱᵗᶜʰ Vesper turned to her as she sat down and spoke, smiling a bit and chuckling once more. "Tired, are we?" he asked. He wondered what her day had been like for Hana to be so tired already. "How has your day been? I feel like I barely even saw a glimpse of you," he asked curiously. There were many possibilities for what exactly had made the witch's day so tiring after all.

@ᴠᴇsᴘᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴋʰʸᵇʳⁱᵈ Hana could only squint, gauging his bluff before heading over to plant herself near him. “I would greatly appreciate if you chose to spare me of your antics today,” she said, keeping her eyes on him at all times. While he could never really jostle her as much as he’d like, she was already too tired with her day to endure more.

@ᴍᴏᴏɴ ʜᴀɴᴀʷⁱᵗᶜʰ The warlock sensed her before anything else and wasn't at all surprised by Hana entering the room. He didn't even open his eyes as he replied with, "Hmm, haven't thought about it yet, so no. Although, I could change my mind at any moment honestly." He chuckled and opened his eyes, turning to the witch. He gently patted the spot beside him and gestured for her to sit.

@ᴠᴇsᴘᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴋʰʸᵇʳⁱᵈ With alchemy class having just ended and divination coming in an hour, Hana sighed as she entered the room. It was a short-lived respite however, as she stopped in her tracks, noticing Vesper already there. “Not going to scare me today?”

Vesper relaxed a little bit as he stepped into the room and took a seat. He had just fed and was feeling energised but he knew not to do just dive into anything right away. He shut his eyes for a few moments and hummed a soft tune to himself softly.

(deep green eyes narrow, diminished to quiet little sneers as she rapidly comes unglued) stop being ridiculous! you were staring at my chest and that's horribly inappropriate!! (stomps her heels in pure frustration and seethes with rage boiling over, a toxic stinging sensation burning over her lips the longer she stands there fuming; using her index fingers to re-enact the way he previously created an exaggerated figure roughly resembling her own form) what else could /this/ possibly mean? hmph!

(at first he was just silent with confusion, but now he was absolutely ridden with disbelief that was fortunate enough to not have itself dead set on any frustrations just yet from being so blatantly attacked; what he was leaning towards was instead how ridiculous both the situation and unfortunately so the woman were coming out to be, inviting a tiny semblance of a smile with a chuckle following suit as he shakes his head) i’m sorry? but i don’t know what you’re talking about. looks like you’re just going to have to make that report, miss–

don't you act dumb with me, sir. you know very well what i'm talking about! (she scoffs in utter disbelief at the audacity of this boy, vigorously tapping the bottom of her stiletto heel against the ground like an anxious uncontrollable tick as she awaits a naturally expected apology, turning her nose up to feign strict discipline) alright, i don't have all day.. say you're sorry and maybe i won't make a report.

@ᴄᴇᴄɪʟɪᴀ ᴠᴀʟᴇɴᴛɪɴᴇᵉⁿʰᵃⁿᶜᵉᵈ (the woman’s voice is registered into his head like a ball of white noise, his line of sight still trained forth until he slowly gets to shake himself off of his straight of reverie and peer up at the seemingly sudden and fairly strange emergence of the person standing before him; confusion prominent strewn across his countenance all through out as he takes in her fairly infuriated tone of voice and manner) uhm.. what?..

(completely unaware of whatever was truly going on in his mind, all she knows is that some little brat is staring her down and making oddly suggestive hand motions) excuse me?! who do you think you are? (huffs as she slaps her book onto the nearby table and rises to approach him with both hands resting over her hips, a thick brow raises in offended shock) don't you have any manners? how dare you. i'm not some object you get to drool over.

(his eyes are slowly narrowing themselves within such unfortunate timing as his firm gaze almost refuses to budge from the female; the hand with the pen in his hand raising itself in tidbits to soon accentuate curves mid-air which almost awkwardly appeared to resemble cecilia’s prominent assets)

(just as she opens her book and flips to the proper page, a dreadful tension washes over her from dark eyes staring into her soul from across the way; glancing over at the blonde who doesn't seem to bother looking elsewhere even after she rather loudly clears to send a silent message) ahem......... AHEM.

(my eyes are unknowingly resting on cecilia in silence, my eyebrows furrowing in concentration as i get further occupied in my own zone of thoughts enough to not realise how it must seem like i’m glaring at the other female in the room) hm..

(cautiously peeks into the room after the disaster she witnessed last time, hoping for some peace and quiet for once as she settles enough to enter the room with a soft gentle sigh; finding a cozy spot in a corner with her book and some notes) finally. some silence.

(slips back further against the surface of the couch, notebook of lyrics in one hand and a pen idly twirling with the other; a sigh resonates past my lips as my gaze eventually drifts off while i casually get lost in my thoughts)

*sighs, toying with the necklace at my chest as I think of a certain dreamy elf* Such a shame... Such a shame...

of course not. /scoffs, though it's more for show than anything else; i naturally turn the book slightly so it's easier for you to see the cover while continuing to talk. it's outsiders that make a mess of my library. let's see if i do business with this company again. /surveying the book and feeling it shake minutely in my hands, i eventually nod to answer your question. it might take me a day or two to get everything set up. i'd rather keep the book closed for now, but i already had the podium installed. it just needs a few more spells, and restraints. /i flick the book cover when it attempts to growl at me again, then turn my head to face you fully. or did you need it sooner than that?

*as the faintest hint of a smile finally breaks through your still demeanour, my own braves its way out* *I edge closer towards you and the book, being familiar with the title and all the more to see it in your hands* I should have known better than to think you would lose a handle on the library *I tease with light laughter, tapping the cover of the book* Would you be able to loan this to me? Or maybe you can chain her up so I can get a bit of reading done on her?