<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Qcw85qy.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong><br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>WTCH101-2451<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Cauldronary Arts<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>Thursday, September 3rd<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hexology 101<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>open<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>mentioning everyone<br/><hr/>Cassie was tired, despite having two shots of caffeine in her morning coffee and imbibing it with ginseng extract and a sprinkle of magic.  She still wasn't feeling the effect, and wondered if the ginseng had been old, or if she'd grabbed decaf instead.<br/><br/>Chin in her hands, elbows on her desk, she watched Ms. Crane with obvious interest.  Cassie had to admit, she had a bit of a crush on the Hexology prof.  Course, she had a bit of a crush on most of her professors.  Lethargic as she felt, Ms. Crane's dulcet voice washed over her and nearly swept her away like a lullaby.  Cass smiled with admiration at the teacher's demonstration.  Admittedly, she'd been doing her own make-up and hair for the last couple years this way.  She'd even gotten decent enough to do some tailoring and altercations to her clothes.<br/><br/>She'd been really excited about this lesson, and the homework that went along with it.  Being able to achieve the same effects through multiple ways was something she absolutely found fascinating.  If this form of magic was mostly about the intent, why couldn't a Conjuring circle be the same way?  Couldn't she just intend for the summoned little beastie to be obedient and bound?  Did it really matter if her circle was precisely three meters in diameter?  According to Ms. Oshun, it sure in the hell did.<br/><br/>In her own world, she'd initially missed the part about joining a group.  Instead she slowly grabbed her bag, set it on her desk, and began fishing around for the homework she'd done.  She pulled out the text book, leafed through the pages, held it by the spine and shook, grabbed the other text book in her bag and repeated, but couldn't find the list of spells she'd spent most of the night writing down.  In no mood to deal with her own stupidity, she fought back the frustration.  She could've sworn she put it in her bag before she'd slipped off her clothes and slipped under her bed's covers to catch what little sleep she had received.  An ingenious thought pushed its way through the pea-soup fog that was her brain, and she lifted her bag to find she'd taken out her notes when she had first arrived in class.<br/><br/>She glanced around to see if anyone had been watching her.<br/><br/>With her bag stowed away, she focused on the handwritten sheet of paper in front of her.  Fatigued eyes made the lines blur together, criss-cross, and even seem to meld into one indecipherable clump.  She closed her eyes, and rubbed her eyelids until they didn't feel like her lids were quite like sandpaper.<br/><br/>She sighed to herself.  She absolutely sucked at foreign languages.  At one time during her high school career, she had thought different languages were absolutely fascinating.  She'd enrolled in Italian and French her Sophomore year, but then her mother had forced her to withdraw, and privately taught her Sanskrit, Latin, and Ancient Egyptian.   Cuz that was ohhh so much more practical.  Any Sanskrit she'd ever learned had gone in one ear and out the other.  She at least knew the alphabet for Ancient Egyptian.  Latin, she wouldn't call herself fluent, but she at least understood the basics of pronunciation.<br/><br/>Ms. Crane had said they had to use a language they weren't "fluent" in.  She never said they couldn't be semi-familiar with the language.  As for the culture, as far as Cassie knew, no one but academics, priests, and old crones spoke the language.  There wasn't much of a culture to speak of.<br/><br/>She silently read over the first spell, then said it aloud.  She had simply wrote a note beside the Latin words, "eye color".  She realized she'd have no idea if it worked as intended without a mirror, or something.  So she dug in her bag once more and removed her phone, set it to camera, then angled it toward herself so she could glance at it from time to time and study the effect.<br/><br/>She then began the incantation,<strong>"oculi mei ad mutare color hyacintho, rubro, viridi, corylus, brunneis, nigrum, album, flavum, curet: thalassius."</strong>Her fluency wasn't quite there, but it was like the make-up charm she was familiar with. As long as she put intent behind the correct words, it seemed to work properly.  Her eyes changed colors from blue to red to green, hazel, brown, black, white, yellow, a feral look with a vertical slit, and finally aquamarine.<br/><br/>She smiled to herself, and then repeated the reverse enchantment Ms. Crane had spoken earlier.  To her delight her eye colors reversed.  She looked up and glanced about.  When had everyone broken into groups? she wondered.  She glanced across the room just in time to see Helena become busty enough to strain her top.<em>That was kind of kinky,</em>she thought.  Another loner seemed to be doing a similar spell as to that Cassie had just performed with her nails.<br/><br/>The smell of burnt hair wafted to her and she looked around to see if anyone had caught themselves on fire.<br/><br/>Her attention was then caught by the vivacious Tessa.  Green skin quickly formed upon the pretty redhead.<em>Hadn't Ms. Crane said something about warts?</em>It was a passing thought.  Cassie didn't have the spell at hand, and wasn't sure if the photogenic sister would've appreciated such a prank.<br/><br/><em>Guess I should find a group,</em>she tried to motivate herself  All she really wanted to do was close her eyes.  Her seat wasn't all that comfortable, but her body was unwilling to move.<br/><br/>Instead she turned her attention to the second handwritten spell.  Again she chanted,<strong>"Meae deliciae, dum crescunt et plagarum modu."</strong>Her blue eyes gazed at the phone's screen to watch her eyelashes grow long and full.<strong>"Ruby rubrum labia mea exprimere et denso distendere"</strong>Her lips plumped and colored a ruby red.  She tried to recall the words Ms. Crane had used, but couldn't quite remember them, so she didn't chance it.<strong>"Fumea taedis oculis mihi ego similis ad induendum concentus"</strong>Her eyelids darkened as if she'd applied a "smoky eye" look.<br/><br/>Bored with her own changes, she glanced around to see what the others were up to.  A loud pop brought her attention to the front of the room, and her mouth dropped agape when she saw their teacher topless.<em>Oh Emm Gee!  I'm in heaven,</em>she thought and momentarily woke from a sudden adrenaline surge.  What she would give to be in Dori's place at that moment.  Front row seat to the full glory of those high beams.   Damn, some people had all the luck.<br/><br/>A loud curse followed and again her attention was grabbed.  This was like a wet dream she'd yet to have.  The frilly lace bra was such a beautiful stark contrast to the English woman's skin it was hard not to stare.  Gah, she really was a pervert.  There was a comment about being out of shirts, but someone beat her to the "start losing pants" joke.  Wait!?   When did Sera get cat ears?  Those were awfully cute, and by the way she was reacting when Tessa scratched them, it gave Cassie deliciously wicked ideas.<br/><br/>She allowed her green-eyed gaze to drift back to the front of the classroom, and hoped to see those beautiful exposed breasts once more when Ms. Crane put on the offered shirt.  She turned her red colored eyes back to Helena only to see the Goth dressed girl slip the new shirt on and hide her assets once more.  She closed her pink shaded orbs because they were starting to feel irritated again, and rubbed them gently.  Black eyes opened when another curse echoed in the room.  There was just a heap of clothes where the sound had come from.<em>What the fuck!?  Had someone managed to vaporize themselves?</em>Then a cute little black kitten appeared from the pile of garments, and spoke.<br/><br/><strong>"Woah, this class is totally nuts."</strong>Had she somehow spiked her coffee with a hallucinogen?  She glanced to the nearest person to her,<strong>"you all are seeing this too, right?"</strong>Her eyes were wide, her irises now a vibrant indigo.