Sinegard Academy for the Wayward

[milkmaiden38]

Back in the Catacombs

Everyone had made it back to the warded safe zone—everyone except Ravyn. Gem stalked the length of the chamber, fury radiating off her like heat.

“Fuck!” she snapped. “Ravyn is a powerful magic user… and I know she has lungs and can yell.”

“I know she can yell too,” Angus muttered, remembering vividly the time Ravyn screamed at him about not wanting sex.

Gem threw her hands up. “How in the hell does she keep getting caught?”

“I say we hang a bell around her neck. A cowbell. Those are sexy,” Angus offered.

Callo arched a brow. “A minotaur finding a cowbell sexy… shocking.”

“Enough,” Gem barked. “This isn’t joke time. We need to find Ravyn and get her out. Magdalena, M’Kael—ideas?”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“From how much that hurt, I think she was shot in the head.” M’Kael said. “Gimme a minute and I might be able to find her. Though she’s moved since she died. Normally I can get to her when she dies. But she normally doesn’t move right after that.”

Closing her eyes Magdalena slowly tuned in a circle, “I can’t find Ravyn, But I can find Ashmadae if he’s close enough.”

“And technically she’s not a magic user.. she’s a summoner in training. And an idiot at that.” M’Kael reminded Gem. “Don’t get me wrong she’s very intelligent, but she’s a mental brick.”

After turning a full circle Magdalena opened her eyes, “She’s not in range.”​

 

[milkmaiden38]

“Alright. She can’t leave campus—not unless they dragged her into another dimension, and they’ve never pulled that off before. So she’s here. Somewhere.” Gem’s voice was tight, controlled, but worried. “We’ll follow the same search protocol as last time, with one change. No splitting into teams. I’m not letting them pick us off one by one.”

She exhaled sharply, then added, “Thoughts on scrying? Or… I could try astral projection with a couple of you.”

“For scrying, we’d need something personal,” Angela said. “Clothing, a hair, a fingernail—anything from Ravyn. It’ll boost the odds.”

“She slept over there.” Gem pointed toward a pile of blankets. “I can find a hair.”

Angus folded his arms, brow furrowed. “Astral projection worries me. If the connection snaps, the person on the other end dies.”

“Extremely unlikely,” Gem countered, though she didn’t quite meet his eyes. “But yes… technically a risk.” She looked around the group. “Anyone have a better idea?”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“If you don’t mind I’d like to keep my soul where it is.. inside my body.” M’Kael commented. He’d already had his soul ripped out recently and that was to much as it was. “Scrying sounds best to me. Although I volunteer Mags for astral projection.”

“No.” Magdalena replied glaring at him. “You’d use the opportunity to take my clothes off and be creepy.”

“I’d never!” M’Kael replied a little too innocently and defensive.

“I can detect lies..” She replied squinting at him.

“Sonovabitch.” He mumbled under his breath. “Fine I’d just look to see if they were natural or man-made.”

“God given.” Magdalena replied before she slapped him in the back of the head.

“You’re gonna give me a concussion if you keep doing that.”

“I’m just trying to knock some common sense into you,” she said moving away from him. “Creep.”​