It's time to begin

"Wait, you did that?" he almost yelled. "You made that storm?" He was mad. He had thought that the box was gonna break, and she was the one that made him worry. He was almost to a point of insanity because of her. He thought that his last memory of his parents were gone. It was all her fault. He got up,and walked over to her. He didn't want to be her friend anymore. He raised his hand, and said "Was it all you?" He had a habit of raising his hand before he asked a question. He would have slapped her though, if she wasn't a girl. Instead, he slapped himself. He felt better, but is still hurt. He started to rub the spot he hit himself in, still staring at Aethra.

Fake? What did she mean the storm was fake?

The clouds cleared and the sky turned blue again, allowing the sun to shine through. Unlike Cole though, he was not angry. In fact, he was quite the opposite. He didn't want to know how serious the blizzard could get if it was actually was real. So knowing that it was fake and just a mirage was quite a relief. Now, he didn't have to worry about getting back to his own dorm. Turning to Cole, he clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Now don't get ahead of yourselves, it was probably just an accident right, Aethra?" he asked, looking at the girl suspiciously. Seriously, what kind of person would want to create a disturbance that caused in inconvenience to everybody right? "Right? C'mon, Aethra had to back him up on this one.

Flinching slightly at Cole's angry tone, surprised that it was figured out so easily that it was her, Aethra backed away, replying simply, "Now, whoever said it was me? You do not know of my gift, now do you? It does not take a genius to realize how clear the sky before the blizzard appeared." He was such a stupid boy, slapping himself for no reason of whatsoever. It was strange that one would simply act so much like a girl when he was expected to be more courageous. Whatever happened to him before in his past? Certainly not that much, though whatever left him traumatized and a completely strange person made her clueless. Glancing at Cole again before switching her view to Jack, the Spring answered, "The clues were there to realize it was a fake, though, however and whoever caused it is not here. I guarantee to you that the person is actually, indeed, standing in front of you."

"I know not how I caused the blizzard again like before, but it happened without my notice. I do not control my powers, they have a mind of their own."

"So you do admit it!' he said grabbing Aethra's shoulders. "You have snow powers, yes?" he asked as he squeezed her shoulders harder and harder. "Tell me." He started to shake her now. "Why did you do it? What was your reason?" He wasn't really giving her a chance to answer was he? He let go of Aethra, waiting for her answer. Either way though, it was her fault. She made the fake storm, so it was her fault. He didn't care if she couldn't control it, she still did it,

The one who created the storm was the one standing in front of him. But...that would mean Aethra. Could it be? Could it really be her? His suspicions were confirmed when Cole grabbed the girl by her shoulders, gripping it up firmly. The next thing he knew, the boy with the box started yelling at the poor girl, screaming that it was all her fault and other nonsense. Checking around to see if anybody nearby had heard, he quickly said in an ominous low voice, "Cole, listen. She had already said that she couldn't control her gift, even if she wanted to. Yelling is not going to make anything better." He only used that tone of voice if he was annoyed or frustrated. In this case, it was a bit of both. He was annoyed by Cole's yelling and frustrated by Aethra's explanation. He glanced back at Aethra, looking  at her expectantly to explain more.

First, this boy hugs her for helping. Then he's now simply strangling her. Unable to breath, unable to resist his grasp, when she was let go, Aethra let out a choking cough, catching her breath once again. Turning to Cole, who hadn't even listened to her explanation that her powers didn't listen to her, the Spring replied slowly, "I may be a more experienced student at Beata, but in no ways does that mean I can control a gift that has its own mind. Have more sense before you ask pointless questions." Her voice was harsh and critical at this point, and she was one of those people who judged upon first impressions. And this did it. He had gone too far in this. Turning away, not even bothering, Aethra added on, "Get out of my dorm. If you're going to be rude about me allowing you to stay in a place you shouldn't even be in, then leave before I decide to personally escort you out."

She was absolutely agitated at this point. It was the first time it's ever happened, but this boy had no intelligence of whatsoever! There were people who had quick mood swings, but just attacking her because of something she could not control? What was with that when there was already the simple explanation that nothing more was to be said? Letting out a sigh as the girl calmed herself, "I suppose I should explain about the blizzard then?"

{Expect this to be long. ;7;}

"Well... This blizzard was something that happened a year ago. I don't know how it happened, it just happened.

It was the middle of summer, and my powers just activated as I was studying with a friend. I've just always tried to please him by going out of my way and just going by his preferences. Personally, I don't know why. Unfortunately, he told me that he preferred older females that were in high school. So, my luck ran out.

I used my powers to mirage a time travel, I don't know how. It just... did. I didn't know how to go back, because the moment I arrived in the "past", my "past" self disappeared. And he was there, crying at my sudden disappearance. I tried to go back, I did. But it didn't work.

He just talked to me and we were hanging out for awhile. He always referred to how I was like "her", and it would be great if I was.

However, when a blizzard that was caused by my powers at my frustrated feelings, his family moved away. And that's the moment that caused me to go back. When I returned back to my "time", his family did really wind up moving. And I had disappeared during that time somehow. So, I lost a friend during that storm. Never saw him again. Not that it actually mattered to me but, nonetheless, he was a great rival. I wish I knew him better, but, the past is in the past.

What irritates me is the blizzard coming back. If another student disappears because I "time warp" again, then I might as well leave. Luckily, I was able to realize it this time, but last time... I don't know what happened."

OOC;; Back story~ :D

Cole picked up his suitcase, and sat down in the corner that he had started to like. He planned to be quiet for now. He didn't have anything nice to say to her yet. He pulled the box out, and started to inspect it. Ah. Is that what stopped it? Maybe it was. He pulled out a small knife, and started to carve a couple names into the box. He put the knife back. He started to mess around with the box more. He couldn't figure it out yet. He pulled out a small book that could fit in his pocket, and opened it. Oh, so that's where it goes? He started to put a couple small pieces in the box, trying to put it in the right place. Yeah, there. Now I wonder if it works.

(*claps* ; u ;)

Jack listened intently, showing no signs of emotion. "I'm sorry about that, Aethra," he said simply as Aethra finished her explanation, "It's good you found out before the blizzard could do any real damage." He then let himself show a small sheepish smile. "Because Cole and I would have never seen through it." Speaking of Cole though, where was that boy? Did he really go out like Aethra requested? Impossible; knowing the boy, Jack would have expected him to put up a fight. Looking around the room, he was not surprised to find the one and only Cole. He looked at Aethra awkwardly, wondering what she would do next

OOC;; That moment I realize that wasn't as long as I thought... *stares at Lamia's backstory post* Nope.

IC;; Aethra shrugged, replying, "It's in the past - it was coincidence this time." Though surely, something had to set it off once again. Why were mirages so confusing to control? They always seemed to do whatever they want, whenever they want, not once listening or obeying her will, soul, mind, heart, whatever else you could add there. It was ridiculous, but honestly, it was actually a bit suspicious in the first place about why a blizzard would just suddenly appear. Sure, there were sudden weathers, but one like that? Glancing at Jack, wondering what exactly he thought about this in general and whether he trusted her not to do something like that again even if it was beyond the Spring's control, realizing that Cole had suddenly disappeared. Did he seriously just leave? Unlikely, but at this point, it was too difficult to analyze his patterns before... The corner. Just get out of that corner you loner.

Glancing over a bit to realize that the strange initiate did indeed head back to that little area, letting out a small sigh of disbelief, before just heading back to change out of the uniform and back into her normal articles of clothing. These felt more comfortable, though, the maid outfit, to admit, they did look nice... in a way. Nonetheless, hands on her hips after walking over to Cole, leaning in to see him fixing what looked like a music box before asking, "You got angry because I caused a blizzard that made you lose a music box? May I ask why it is so important to you?" If he disagreed, she could probably knock it out of him, but let's not resort to that, alright?

Cole shook his head. "Nope. I'll spare you the story, he said with a smile. He pulled out a small brass wind up key, and stuck it in. The song might be a little strange, but it should still sound like the lullaby He loved. He wasn't completely sure if he had fixed it though. He held the box up to Aethra, "Do you want to try?" he asked. He really didn't want to have her do it, but he felt like he was too mean. He wanted to try and atone for that. It probably didn't mean much to her, but it did to him.

Jack wasn't very sure why the boy was being so secretive with the box. After all, it was just a music box and Jack was pretty sure that the trio had the whole day to themselves. So surely, there wouldn't be any trouble if Cole told his story. Besides, Aethra had gone out in the dangerous weather just to get the darn box. If anything, the girl was the one who most deserved an explanation. "I got all day," Jack said bluntly, shrugging boredly, "I don't mind hearing another story for a change." You could say Jack was being slightly pushy right now but even if Jack showed any emotion of annoyance, it would be in a calm yet blunt way. Jack then glanced at Aethra for her response, wondering what could be brewing in the girl's mind. Despite the whole blizzard mirage thing, Jack couldn't help but be impressed by her calmness through it all. She had stayed reserved and cool through the whole thing, even when Cole was acting like a total kid. The only time when he witnessed the girl lose her cool was when she slapped the boy for offering to massage her. To be honest, Jack still had no idea how to react to that. To him, it looked like she was overreacting but then again, what would he do if he were in her shoes? Would he just simply reject him or would he ignore him and wall away? Well, if there was one thing he knew for sure, it would be that the girl had a heap in her hands at the current moment.

Aethra, while yeah, calm, it did bother her that Cole was just neglecting every little thing she asked - besides the cookies and hot chocolate - and decided to take it away at that corner of her dorm, unwilling to give an explanation. Seriously, why would she give the story, risk herself in dangerous weather - fake or not - and get him back this ridiculous box? Letting out a sigh, the Spring took the box, and spun the brass key softly, revolving it until it halted, taking her hand away from it, before it let out a small strange tune, something similar to a lullaby, but not. Though it jerked a bit and a metal scraping sound could be heard. This was a bit sudden, taking the key out, the girl sighed, grabbing out a few tools from her purse before disassembling the box, putting it together again, before doing a retest. At least this time, it didn't screech with a metallic noise. "I'd like to demand an explanation now. I have the time." And most of all, it'd help. Luckily, for all her wealthy schooling at home, the lessons have paid off.

"Oh, do you?" he asked. He didn't want to tell Aethra something like that. He felt as if he had to tell her, just to make up for what he did. It wouldn't help though. If she asked another time, he felt he had to tell her. He shook his head. "I don't think so. Can I have that back?" he asked, holding his hand out for the music box. He actually would have preferred to fix it himself, but it was already done.

Jack didn't know what to say. He didn't want to interrupt since it looked like the conversation seemed to only include Aethra and Cole but....why was he being so secretive? Was that music box so special that he would be that possessive and secretive about it? For Pete's sake, he was treating it like it was his own child. In a way, it was both endearing and slightly strange. But Jack decided to keep his mouth shut for now and leave the rest to Aethra...

(Short post ; n ;)

Narrowing her eyes, giving the boy a cold stare, Aethra abruptly handed the music box back, muttering something under her breath. Obviously, this initiate had to be so ungrateful about every single little thing. Honestly, where were his manners for this world? Why, he was being such a snobby boy that only seemed to care for a stupid box that played a stupid tune... And, oh wait. Catching herself in her thoughts, luckily that whole time keeping the glare instead of outwardly expressing what she was thinking, the Spring realized how much this bothered her. If he didn't want to tell her though... "Tell me or I'll personally escort you out of my dorm and leave you outside to fend for yourself," a harsh and bitter voice spoke, yet it still held its soothing and calm tone with the hints of polite and all-due respect. Strange combination, but at this point, it was a tell situation or you're outta here.