Hellkite
*Yawn* Really?
Alicia waited near the West dining room, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, sensing her enchantment activating around the Mansion. The Dark Wizards had arrived. Alicia didn't move. She'd been placed in the specialist team- and that seemed to her to be an honor. Equally, they were her enchantments that made the Guild's plan possible. She grinned wryly, and began to sing a song under her breath, closing her eyes.
I'm no S-Class wizard, but even with so many wizards here, it's my magic that people are relying on. I won't let them down, its a point of pride. Both for me, and for the whole of Blue Pegasus. I'll show them all that my guild is made up of more than models and playboys...
Even as she stood there waiting, Alicia still felt nervous. Enchantment had never been her forte, she just hoped that she hadn't left a loophole. Or at the very least, that the loophole wouldn't wreck the plan.
Alicia took a deep, steadying breath, before reaching into her pocket and producing a notebook. She expected there'd be some wait before she was needed- what better way to calm the nerves than to work on her next novel. Fishing out a pen, she flicked to a blank page near the end of the book and began to write.
The mansion was under siege, surrounded on all sides by the horde of Dark Wizards. Each one leered up at the building's ornate windows. Miriam pulled the curtains closed, blocking out the enemies faces, and steeled herself for the coming battle. She could hear running footsteps below her, hushed whispers as Blue Pegasus' best wizards moved into position, each gritting their teeth, determined to fight to the last...
Alicia rolled her eyes and snapped the notebook shut.
Too melodramatic. Alicia thought sullenly. I need to capture that danger, but still keep it light, keep it funny.
She idly flicked through the rest of the notebook. Page after page of simple but neat handwriting, spanning from margin to margin in an impenetrable wall. Alicia sighed.
When am I going to get ahead of this writer's block? She thought. How am I going to write my next book if I loathe everything I try to write? I came out here to Pinnacle for a change of scene- I thought it would help. I didn't expect to be involved in a full scale siege... too stressful. I need peace and quiet to write.
Alicia shook her head, trying to get a grip. Returning the notebook to her pocket, she squared her shoulders.
"I'll write later, once all this is done. Who knows- near death experiences have always given me inspiration. By the sounds of the guys we're up against, this is going to be as close to death as I've ever come..."
I'm no S-Class wizard, but even with so many wizards here, it's my magic that people are relying on. I won't let them down, its a point of pride. Both for me, and for the whole of Blue Pegasus. I'll show them all that my guild is made up of more than models and playboys...
Even as she stood there waiting, Alicia still felt nervous. Enchantment had never been her forte, she just hoped that she hadn't left a loophole. Or at the very least, that the loophole wouldn't wreck the plan.
Alicia took a deep, steadying breath, before reaching into her pocket and producing a notebook. She expected there'd be some wait before she was needed- what better way to calm the nerves than to work on her next novel. Fishing out a pen, she flicked to a blank page near the end of the book and began to write.
The mansion was under siege, surrounded on all sides by the horde of Dark Wizards. Each one leered up at the building's ornate windows. Miriam pulled the curtains closed, blocking out the enemies faces, and steeled herself for the coming battle. She could hear running footsteps below her, hushed whispers as Blue Pegasus' best wizards moved into position, each gritting their teeth, determined to fight to the last...
Alicia rolled her eyes and snapped the notebook shut.
Too melodramatic. Alicia thought sullenly. I need to capture that danger, but still keep it light, keep it funny.
She idly flicked through the rest of the notebook. Page after page of simple but neat handwriting, spanning from margin to margin in an impenetrable wall. Alicia sighed.
When am I going to get ahead of this writer's block? She thought. How am I going to write my next book if I loathe everything I try to write? I came out here to Pinnacle for a change of scene- I thought it would help. I didn't expect to be involved in a full scale siege... too stressful. I need peace and quiet to write.
Alicia shook her head, trying to get a grip. Returning the notebook to her pocket, she squared her shoulders.
"I'll write later, once all this is done. Who knows- near death experiences have always given me inspiration. By the sounds of the guys we're up against, this is going to be as close to death as I've ever come..."