Winifred Jordan (warriors_gaze) wrote in st_margarets, @ 2015-02-02 11:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: cressida hallowfen, character: winifred jordan, location: hydra dorm |
Time to meet the witch
Who: Fred and Professor Hallowfen
When: Monday after classes
Where: Professor Hallowfen's office
Fred had already gotten to know the witch's teaching style, and really Professor Hallowfen wasn't the first witch that Fred had met; however, she was going to be the first human that Fred would be in the same room with alone since she left her home. Even her slight mishap at Mr. McColl's house the older vampire was but a room away when she had tried to bite his housekeeper. The fangling had been sure to drink blood prior to the meeting, so hopefully there wouldn't be an issue. Still she was a bit nervous about the meeting. It caused her great grief that she actually longed for the better tasting blood that her mother had provided her rather than the animal blood she currently was sustaining herself on.
She was dressed in a pair of jeans and a shirt featuring a band she was into. She had some questions, and was actually expecting a detention if the demon told on her, but overall, she was just hoping this would go quickly. She understood this witch was powerful and was taking precautions, but really what could someone do to fully protect themselves from all of the vampire abilities? Even her parents, trained hunters, couldn't escape from an unexpected attack.
She walked towards the office and was preparing to knock when the door opened. There was the gorgeous witch, but if it weren't for the ability to see her, Fred wouldn't believe she was actually there. There was no smell, no heartbeat, nothing that would normally identify someone as a human. The only sign that there was anyone there was simply the incredibly appealing woman before her.
"Hey," the fangling girl greeted still trying to figure out what was going on with her senses. Part of her didn't want to fight this, but at the same time it just felt odd not having the senses she had been growing accustomed to.