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Adelaide Cooke
UN: wellcooked

STATUS: Undergraduate

ACCOLADES: None yet! But soon!

BIO: I'm new here and extra new to all of this magic stuff! Please be patient with me!

© TESSISAMESS

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3/22

[playitagain]

[Sparring!

Nana is seen somewhat frequently in the sparring areas. The Mythril Cage is a favorite for her, because it lets her use her Flame to cut loose -- though that's complicated, in its own way. And after she was injured... she needs the practice.

Today, she's in one of the sparring areas with a wooden practice katana. Nana has the weapon out; she's also wearing a light blue tank top and black tights, which make her look like she's here for dance practice or yoga, rather than practicing how to murder things with a wooden sword.

But she's going through the forms. In fact, rather... quickly. Nana is using some of her Flame today; her real katana and wakizashi are off to the side, the gems in them aglow with the light she expands. She, also, is slightly aglow, the way she can be in just the right lighting.]

[transfusionem]

[Adelaide wants to get Serious about all of this - there's a hunt coming up and she wants to...she wants to do something. Something to make her being here actually worthwhile - maybe she doesn't need to prove herself, but she feels like she has to.

So she finds herself in the Mythril Cage, looking over the practice weapons and...not feeling all that confident. She, in fact, feels kind of ridiculous. At least she's not alone, though, and Nana seems to know what she's doing.

Should she...? Would that be rude? Hmm.]

Excuse me.

[Fuck it. She'll be rude. She grabs a practice sword - a wooden shortsword, it seems - and approaches Nana.]

Would you mind if we...trained together?

text-whenever, May? Time is an illusion caused by human perception.

[heromedal]

I've got some things for you. Meet at the usual place?

[transfusionem]

Do we have a usual place?

But I'll see you there.

[Assuming the usual place is the inn, at least.]

Text, Post Rampage UN: ThreeCoffins

[improbablenotimpossible]

This is Arthur Bell,

Miss Cook? How are you holding up?

[transfusionem]

I'm alive. That's all I can ask for right now.

un: black (day after rampage)

[marmoron]

this is awkward as hell but what happened after you left the faculty lounge?

[transfusionem]

I don't really remember. I ended up in Aube, though.

July 7th

[onebetter]

What on earth happened??

[transfusionem]

Apparently a spell was cast on me.

July 14

[hippocarnival]

are you feeling better?

[transfusionem]

[hhh]

I don't know.

How are you doing? Did you go to the infirmary?

7/22

[highelves]

Good afternoon, Adelaide. This is Anastasia.
I'd like to speak with you, if you have a moment. Over text, please.

[transfusionem]

[Oh. She wasn't expecting this. She stares at her phone for a moment, before replying.]

Of course I have time. What is it?

July 30th-ish

[yokeye]

[Early in the evening, Toki has finally come to see Adelaide. He's been back for a week, but somehow got caught up with apologies and other things. As is becoming routine, his personal guard Marcel knocks on the door to initiate the social interaction. Toki stands back, wearing the ridiculous cat backpack leash. He's thinking about exchanging it for something less cute; it backfired.]

[transfusionem]

[Adelaide's not expecting visitors, so she's surprised when there's a knock on her door. She's extra surprised when she opens it to see Toki accompanied by a guard.

She blinks.]

Hey, Toki!

pretend this was early august

[deuteranope]

hey bumble
do you know what's happening this month

[transfusionem]

No?
Am I supposed to?

[deuteranope]

[The day after The Hunt, with the effects of induced rampages fresh in his mind, his desire to make Adelaide smile, and his body aching too much to get out of bed, Maverick sends his third best gal a text. Sorry, Adelaide. Mama and Ricktoria gotta rank higher.]

when's the best time to go to a dentist

[transfusionem]

2:30

[She knows this joke! It's...well. It's not a good one.]

9/25

[buddinghopes]

It's Almost Time

[transfusionem]

Time for what?

Much later in the month, just doing this so I don't forget

[bolderfell]

[Some time after their conversation in the kitchen, an object is left in Adelaide's mailbox. There's no note or anything; actually, it's kind of unclear how it got in there, since it clearly didn't go through the school delivery service.

Anyway, it's just a homey-looking wooden mixing spoon. The only notable thing about it is that its handle is shaped like a cow wearing a magician's top hat. Nothing special.]

10/20ish? Their room

[infestedcouncilpresident]

[Kohaku looked up from her computer where she was having a chat online to ask Adelaide something.]

Hey, you're up at night. Do I use my computer or my phone while I'm sleeping or anything? Or sleep walk at all?

[She did not.]

[transfusionem]

[Adelaide looks up from her current project (an absurdly long scarf) and blinks for a moment as she thinks on it.]

No, not that I've noticed. Why?

Some time soon after his thread with Maverick

[bolderfell]

[Like much of the student body after the Galra thing and Gunvolt and hell knows what else, Therion's been somewhat scarce of late. However, next time Adelaide's up late baking something, his quiet presence comes to linger in the kitchen. Eventually, he even speaks up.]

What's in the oven this time?

i see this is how he manages those feelings he doesn't have

[transfusionem]

[Adelaide's surprised Therion spoke up, to be honest. She was just expecting him to stay quiet, and she was okay with that quietness, so it's just! Surprising!]

Uh.

[She looks in the oven.]

Some cookies. I haven't tried them before, but, you know, 'tis the season.

[deuteranope]

[It's a whole new year, a whole new chance to get his fucking life together. There were some bumps in the road even just at the end of the year, but altogether? Things feel stable. He's okay. And he's okay with his decision to do this, too.

After his classes, Maverick lounges around the common area on Aube's fourth floor, curled up with a textbook he's scratching notes into and changing the colors of while he waits -- and he must have been waiting, because as soon as Adelaide is around and he can notice her, he sits up and snaps the book shut.]

Hey! Bumble, over here.

[transfusionem]

[New year same old Adelaide. There's one thing you can say about her, and it's the fact that she's reliable.

She also seems to have been doing some shopping, as she's holding some bags in her hands as she enters the common room. She stops as soon as she sees Maverick, surprised to see him there, but there's a grin on her face as she makes her way over to him.]

Hey, wasn't expecting to see you up here.