forum Academy for the Supernaturally Gifted #2 (Closed with ame-the-ghostie) (1/1)

Started March 31, 2023 by @RhysTheFirebird group

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Yeah, perfectly fine. Do you mind doing the starter? As she's dragged there in the middle of the night, and dies it believe in the supernatural and didn't take the letter seriously. (That was in the prompt) and Avery is waiting for her, length doesn't matter as long as it's not just a one liner)

Avdey was quiet comfortable. He had settled into te academy well and had even made quite a few ’friends’. He didn’t quite call them friends because he knew most of them only liked him because of who he is. Rich and powerful. Eventually the head of the Vorozheykina Clan. If people could become friends with him, they’d be set up for life. Which meant that it was that much harder for him to pick out who is being a real friend ne who wasn’t.

When Avdey was given a note saying he’d be teaching a werewolf grown up in the mortal world, he welcomed the idea, knowing the person wouldn’t try to chum up to him because of what he is. He thought the idea would be good. Make a new friend biased of off someone who liked him for him. Even his flaws.

He did not like that he had to be up at Midnight though. He could hear the struggles from some of the new students who didn’t know their full potential or what they could do. Most of them had suffered horrible losses in their lives, losing their parents and the mortal foster care or adoption system got hold of them before the supernatural one could. But that was just fine with Avdey.

For now, he was just waiting to meet the new werewolf.

(This is short and not very well written, if I need to do something different just let me know— I’ve been a little off lately— yay)

Leta wandered around, tired and confused. She had gotten a letter claiming that she was a werewolf, but werewolves aren’t real… right? But she was dragged out of her house and to this… “Academy for the Supernaturally Gifted” or whatever. The tip of her tongue poked out as she walked, as she was lost in her thoughts. Then, the poor girl had the misfortune of bumping into someone…

(Again I’m sorry this is so bad—)

Avery huffs, his hands flying out and stabling the person who had run into him. He looks down, raising an eyebrow, "Well, looks like who I was waiting for found me." He grins, flashing his fangs, " "Hello. I'm Avdey, and you?"

Leta stared up at Avdey for a few moments, blinking in shock. “I… uh, I’m Leta.” She shook her head and rubbed her eyes. She had to be seeing things… did Avdey have fangs? Of course not, that’s silly.

Avery pulls away, "Did you get lost or something? The escorts were supposed to stay with you and bring you to the courtyard." He tilts his head, " Or did you run?"

Leta tapped her foot, bouncing up and down a tiny bit. It seemed hard for her to stand still for very long. “I might have ran a little bit,” she said, glancing to the side. “…and gotten lost. Just a little.”

Avdey smirks, "A little?" He hums, " Well, welcome to the Academy for the Supernaturally Gifted. "

Leta covered her mouth with both of her hands, trying to smother a laugh. It was clear that she still thought this was all some sort of joke.