<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/11/6a4c4fbf7a69df5e9980dd1ebd55016b.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Alvena Marsh (She/Her)<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>BICH411-1H8U<br/><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18/Freshmen<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Hexology 101<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>Monday, September 7th | Just before Conjuration Class<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Quad<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Closed | Mentioning GRL girls on the way to Conjuration Class<br/><strong>Note:</strong>It is overcast and raining<br/><hr/>The patter of rain and biting chill had students hurrying across the quad.  Some with umbrellas and others with bookbags and backpacks head over their head.  Alvena Marsh watched them all with disdain.  She said on the edge of a pretty fountain filled with the pitter-patter of droplets breaking its surface.  Her hood pulled up as much to hide her features as it was to keep the water off her.  Long delicate looking fingers weaved a board little pattern in the air as she waited.  Rain droplets stopped falling near the fingers and swirled and danced between them. Alvena had always been good with weather spells.  She had been at the top of her class at Innsmouth High. There was no excuse for Winchester Institute to deny her application to Gamma Rho Lambda, and yet they had.  Worst they accepted that dumpy little hedge witch Dorothy Blayne instead!<br/><br/>Alvena was certain Dorothy or her family had cheated her way in.  Swapped Dorothy's application with Alvena's.  It had to be.  It was impossible that that blue-haired hedge with her big lavender eyes and plump lips and that round taunting little ass…wait what?<em>See! Sorcery!  It had to be. She wasn't attracted to that cheat! </em><br/><br/><em>'Never!'</em>Annoyed fingers flicked away the dancing raindrops, splashing a boy walking by.<br/><br/>"What the hell?" The tall, broad-shouldered boy yelped in surprise.<br/><br/>"Silence." Alvena snapped her fingers closed, and so too did his mouth.  She glanced the strapping young man up and down while he made panicked mumbling sounds. "Wait here." She commanded with another wiggle of her fingers and the boy's eyes glazed over, and his shoulders slumped as the rain-soaked him.<br/><br/>Alvena has spotted a cluster of girls making their way towards the laboratory building where she had learned the conjuring classes were held. That blue hair and its annoyingly glowy canary highlights were unmistakable.  Other girls in the cluster matched the descriptions Charlie had given her as well.<br/><br/>Alvena took the incantation she had prepared out of her pocket along with a small bottle of ink, magic erasure, and squid tentacle.  She quickly dabbed some ink onto the tentacle as she recited the incantation over and over.<br/>The tentacle began to wiggle and squirm around the erasure. Alvena's green orbs focused on the books and bags the girls were carrying as she wove the spell of editation.<br/><br/>There was no flash of light or puff of smoke.  The spell was simple and quiet and perfectly modified for what was needed.  Alvena had used it before to change wrong answers to right ones in high school, often enough to know its efficacy.  It was easy enough to modify for her purposes.  Spell complete, Alvena watched the girls hurry into the laboratory building, her eyes dropping to a particularly thick pair of hips that swayed hypnotically as they tried to keep up with the other girls.<br/><br/><em> 'Sorcery!'</em>She thought, standing up quickly and scattering the components off her lap without a thought. The folded incantation settling under the edge of the fountain.<br/><br/>"Come with me." She said to the mesmerized young man.  She would be damned if she would be ensorcelled by Dorothy Blayne and her pouty, kissable lips! She would ride this boy until she proved it, or he collapsed between her thighs.  That would teach Dorothy!<br/><br/>"Yes, mistress." The young bro-hamm droned and followed Alvena off the school grounds.<br/>