<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9PgoVh1.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Tessa Thompson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/Themes/elliquiy2/images/post/xx.gif)<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>WTCH842-0001<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Conjuring<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>Thursday, September 3rd<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hexology 101<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Open; Talking to Cerri<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>I don't know if you had a certain direction with the spell - I just went wild because why not. We'll say Tessa's intent of color alteration was waaaay different  >:)<br/><hr/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>"French is as good as any!" Tessa replied, taking a serious look at the writing. She was used to shorthand texting, emojis, and memes. Rubbing two brain cells together to read academic English was already exhausting. Trying it in French was even more daunting. She was momentarily saved from making the effort when <strong>Serendipity</strong> joined them. "Oh, I totally get you" Tessa said, giving her hair an exaggerated flip of the hand. "I'm <em>au naturale</em>." She hoped her voice sounded as French as she imagined it did.<br/><br/>"Prepare thyself for a lesson in linguistics, ladies." With a dramatic pause followed by a mischievous twinkle Tessa started to chant. She mispronounced vowels. She stressed wrong syllables. She omitted entire letters. The language of love was butchered without a hint of remorse or regret as Tessa reached the end of the sentence and continued again. She mispronounced different vowels. She stressed different (and still wrong) syllables. She continued to gloss over entire letters. This time, she even skipped a word. She couldn't read in French, but she certainly had the intent. She went for quantity over quantity and as she spoke the words, her body started to change. Unseen to her, a new color appeared at her chest. Her creamy pale complexion started to darken. The warmth was replaced with cool undertones that developed into a deep, leafy green reminiscent of the canopy of a forest. The color spread outwards and when it finally reached her arms to were Tessa could see, her eyes widened in delight and she whispered the last of the incantation.<br/><br/>"Y'all," she breathed softly and looked up at Cerri and Serendipity. "I'm the Wicked Witch of the West!" Tessa laughed in delight. Truth be told, she didn't look much like the fictional witch, but her intent had been clear. </td></tr></tbody></table>