Crimson Academy RP

"Your glow might blind us. Just stay there," Avan teased, matching Dawn's gait.

Drake huffed, "Whatever, I've gotta do something real fast, I'll meet you guys there." he said, heading in the different direction.
"I love the kid to death, but he can be too much." Dawn smirked.

"I completely understand. There's always one friend like that."

"Anyways, are you nervous at all?" Dawn asked, "For the test, I mean."

"Of course. Gotta live up to my name, don't I?" He rolled his eyes to the sky.

"Ah, right, your a celebrity at the academy." She smirked, "Mr. Popular."

He smirked. "Not of my doing, I assure you."

"I guess we can't help what name we're born under." Dawn shrugged, as they reached the headmaster's room.

"Unfortunately." He held the door for her. "After you."

"Thank you, good sir." she smiled and walked inside, "We're here, sir." she announced.
"Avan, Dawn, welcome." Headmaster Lionhart said, "I'm assuming your here to find out your targets for the test?"
"Wait, hold up! I'm here!" Drake announced, running to the door.

"As well as this . . . fine chap, yes," Avan said with a smile.

"Very well," Lionhart nodded, "You all seem ready."
"Damn right." Drake said with a grin, "More than ready."
"Very well, come here." he said, leading them towards the room connected to his office.
Dawn looked at the others and shrugged, following him. She didn't know exactly how the Test worked.

Avan shrugged, following behind Dawn. He glanced back at Drake. "Ready for this?"

"Hell yeah I am!" Drake exclaimed, heading into the room, which was dimly lit. There were three cauldrons on the floor, each filled with red liquids.
"Is that blood?" Dawn gaped.
"Yes, mix of blood of the possible targets you will be assigned to. Which one you get, is decided on your blood."
"What?" she blinked.
"Your blood will react to a certain one, and the image of your target will appear in the blood." Lionhart explained.

"O-o-o-okay," Avan said, more than a little freaked out.

"Awesome! This is cooler than I thought!" Drake exclaimed.
"I guess this is why it was hidden." Dawn said, at unease.
"It's all based on fate." Lionhart explained, "It may seem crazy, but this is how it has been done since the 1600's. "

(. . . So call me maybe. XD)

"Alright. So, who's first?"

((I see what you did there xD ))

"Me!" Drake said, eagerly, "I wanna see what I get!"
"Very well, hold out your hand over the cauldron." Lionhart ordered.
The boy obeyed, stepping towards the first cauldron and held his hand above it. Lionhart took out a knife and sliced surface of Drake's palm, watching as his blood intertwined with the other blood.
After a few moments, the image of a boy faerie came up, he had suntanned skin and blonde, short hair that fell into his bright blue eyes.
"What? Lame!" Drake whined.
"Faeries are still dangerous, they can use your feelings and control you." Lionhart warned.
"Yeah, but a guy can't seduce me. This'll be dumb." he complained.
Lionhart rolled his eyes then looked over at Avan, "You're next."

(Oh good. lol.)

"Right." He stepped forward and held out his hand to Lionhart.

Lionhart drew his knife across his palm, watching his blood mix with the other and waited for the Image to appear.

Avan exhaled slowly, watching and waiting. A vampire's face reflected up at him. "Awesome. This should be . . . challenging."

"Even you get a cooler one then me?" Drake grumbled, "This thing must be broken."
"Yep, that's it." Dawn smirked, sticking her hand out above the third cauldron and allowed him to cut across her palm. She winced a bit at the pain but watched as the image of a werewolf appeared in the blood.
"Just like your mother." Lionhart said distantly.
Dawn smiled to herself and nodded, "Got it."

"Nice. Good luck," Avan said, patting her shoulder.

"Same to you." Dawn said, looking up at him and smiled.
"There all in the same general area, so I want you to all go there together, and have each other's back." Lionhart instructed.
"Got it, sir." Dawn nodded.

"Of course," Avan assured, beaming.