[POV CHANGE | THIRD PERSON]
Easton Magic Academy. A historic and prestigious school that has produced numerous pillars of the magic realm. Of course, it's entrance examination is notoriously difficult. And the one in charge of the exam and guiding the next generation of mages is none other than the supreme Magus Cum Laude – Claude Lucci.
‘That is, me.’ A blonde man stands smugly, looking out the window, as he watches the crowding examinees. "Let's see here," he mutters, squinting as his smirk goes wider, "Who do we have among this year's applicants?" He questions himself, getting giddier and giddier as he takes notice of some specific students.
"We have a scion of nobility, a son of the undersecretary of the Bureau of Magic. Hmph! As expected, only the biggest movers and shakers of society are present. Ambitious youths such as themselves are proper candidates for a school as prestigious as ours." He continues to monologue, "Polishing their wands and reviewing their spell books. That's the level of devotion I like to---."
He cuts himself off as he begins to hear a clanging sounds echoing throughout the field, shock beginning to take place on his features as his eyes land on a boy lifting weights in the middle of the field, a girl crouching beside him with amused and yet unimpressed eyes, strawberry blonde hair flowing out all around her.
"Wow she looks like a fairy--? Wait! No! What is this?!" He could hardly believe his eyes, sweat running down his face and back quickly. "What is he doing? Excuse me! This is an entrance exam for a magic school! Why is he pumping iron, and why is she letting him do it?!" He couldn't understand, he couldn't even believe it. He begins to assume and think that what he sees is just a figment of his imagination, and as he looks away and turns back again, anger courses through him.
"He's doing the invisible chair on one leg while reading a fitness book?! Could he take this seriously?! At least read a magic book or something!?" He huffs, fumes seeming to roll of his body as he glares out of the window, flinching somewhat as the boy begins talking to himself and the girl glances up at the see through object, making eye contact with the educator.
[POV CHANGE - FIRST PERSON | KAT]
I sigh, crouching somewhat with my elbows resting on my knees and my chin in my palms as I watch Mash do his routine. I couldn't help but find the situation amusing, especially with how several different potential classmates and fellow examinees were shocked at what the mushroom head-looking boy was doing. "Consuming protein within 45 minutes of training to replenish your body's supply is basic knowledge, huh?"
His casual comment and question makes me sigh again, as I lift my head to the window on a top floor. I see a blonde man glaring down at where Mash and I are "seated" nearly pulling out his hair. I give a small wave, acknowledging the existence of the other person and he flinched quickly, backing away from the window with a terrified expression.
I jump slightly, having forgotten that both Brad and Regro were standing behind me, failing at blending in with the scenery in their black, thief looking outfits and small branches covered with leaves being held above their heads. "Are you certain this will work?" Regro asks, and I tilt my head to the side, not bothering to look over at the two suspicious adults behind me.
"You gotta trust me, I got this all planned out! I made those scars indistinguishable from a real mark. Just sit back and enjoy the ride." The encouragement was well intended, but I could only shake my head as I stood up from my crouching position, coming to stand closer to Mash. I could feel the crowded space almost closing in on me, although nobody was moving closer or farther away.
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Angel With Broken Wings
Fanfiction|Mashle: Magic and Muscles x OC| "I...don't like crowded spaces." The mummer leaves her lips like a soft whisper, the embarrassed and frightful look exposing her feelings to the four around her. They stared for a brief moment, before one took the le...