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WHEN: Sunset WHERE: HQ Rooftop WHO: Open @winxstarters​

Lips pressing against the wine glass, Ciela paused to appreciate the view before she took a drink of the dark red wine, the recently purchased bottle at her side as she sat at the edge of the pool, feet kicking softly in the water. The crackle of the fire behind her was soothing, kept her from getting too lost in her thoughts. The wine helped with that too. Her time could be better spent were she of a more responsible nature-there was a library of books to scour through or an entire city to recon but here she was instead. 

Taking some time for oneself was hardly a sin.

She barely glanced over her shoulder when she heard someone approach, her annoyance at having her solitude interrupted overtaking her usually high sense of curiosity. Moving to fill her glass, she threw a glance at the other person. “I’d offer you a glass but I only brought the one.” Given how expensive this particular bottle was-well-she wasn’t overly torn up about that fact. “Unfortunate, I know.”

[saraiofshadows]

☾*✲⋆. It would be an understatement to say training, real training, was kicking Sarai’s ass. It was only a stubborn determination not to be shown up by the others that had motivated her in the first place, but she was beginning to regret giving into her competitive nature. She hadn’t bothered making any attempts to sleep, her joints crying out in protest with every move she made, but she was grateful for the pain. At least tonight there was a much different reason sleep evaded her, and she could focus on this discomfort instead of the ever present feeling of dread that swept over her the moment she closed her eyes at night. With the hope that fresh air might calm her nerves, Sarai grabbed an energy drink and a took a hearty sip as she shuffled out to sit beside the pool in an effort to avoid running into anyone in the common room. As per usual, she wasn’t in the mood for company, entirely drained of the energy it took to mask her disinterest and distrust of the others.

The moment she caught sight of the woman sitting poolside, Sarai grumbled under her breath in frustration and began to pull on the shadows, eager to disappear in their tender embrace, when a voice broke through her concentration. “Don’t be too broken up about it,” She held up her can of Red Bull, lips quirked into a smirk. “Not really interested in the glorified grape juice.” After a moment of consideration, Sarai decided to approach, leaving a considerable distance between the two of them as she sat. “A little late for a swim. Or did I interrupt your brooding?”

[saraiofshadows]

kangxmina​:

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With Benji gone for the day, Mina finds herself in the training room looking like a lost puppy. There are such confusing weapons which Mina knew nothing of lying around, perched up in racks and she can’t help but sigh, arms crossing over her chest. Even this baby pink ensemble of shorts and a cute sports bra didn’t do anything to cheer her up. Everyone around her seems so sure of themselves, fighting each other skillfully or wielding weapons that are larger than Mina herself and she is clearly out of her league.

When a girl nears her, petite and slight in build just like Mina herself, she can’t help but look at her curiously. She remembers this girl from the meeting but her name escapes Mina for a second. “Yeah, that’s me,” she smiles slightly, friendly and hoping to god this girl is here to keep her company rather than make fun of her non existent skills. Finally, the girls’ name comes to her. “Sarai! That’s you, right?” The question Sarai asks makes Mina huff, pouting just slightly. “Is it that obvious? I’m clearly clueless without him here but I’ve got to learn to do things myself, right?”

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Sarai’s relief is palpable--at least she’s not alone in her aimlessness. Her eyes pass over Mina with an inquisitive gaze, taking in her expensive workout clothes and polite, well practiced smile. “Good memory. I’ve had half a mind to ask everyone to wear nametags.” She teases lightly, surprised at Mina’s ability to recall her name. She’s made it a point to stick to the shadows and blend in in an effort to keep a watchful eye on the others--they were all supposedly united in one purpose, but Sarai learned long ago to never take anyone at face value, including the girl in front of her. She hasn’t quite placed her yet. “Oh, you’re in good company. The most exercise I get on a daily basis is walking to the cafeteria.. but not flying is an exercise in restraint, if you ask me.” An exasperated sigh escapes as her eyes do another quick sweep of the room. “I just don’t see the point. We’ve got our magic.. isn’t that all we need?” Sarai realizes she doesn’t know as much about the Winx as she probably should, and she wonders silently what Mina’s magic is like.

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When: Late night

Where: Common room

Who: Elian & Sarai ( @saraiofshadows​ )

It’s no surprise that even with a comfortable bed and a room all to himself Elian has trouble sleeping at night. Nightmares plague him any time he tries to close his eyes, especially in an unfamiliar space and after a while he’s had enough of tossing and turning. That’s why, this late at night he finds himself in the common room, lights off as he scrolls mindlessly through his phone waiting for his body to become tired enough to get some rest. For a second he thinks he hears something, maybe just a creak of the floor boards and his head tilts up to survey the room before relaxing back into the couch once he’s sure there’s no one and nothing there. 

[saraiofshadows]

Even after all this time, Sarai’s years of being shuffled from one home to the next has left it’s mark on her. She’s never felt secure, never safe enough to rest her head and close her eyes without a sharp wave of panic washing over her. The insomnia has only gotten worse since arriving to the headquarters--being surrounded by complete strangers whose motives she can’t be certain of has left her on high alert, and there’s hardly ever a moment she’s able to breathe without a tightness in her chest. Eyes burning from lack of sleep, Sarai shuffles into the common room lazily and stops short when she catches sight of someone lounging on the couch. Elian--she remembers him from the introductions at the big meeting, having noted how serious he always seemed. An impish smile crosses her face as she decides on a whim to have a little fun. Reaching for the shadows, she pulls on them and cloaks herself in their darkness. Her steps are silent, feet light on the wooden floor as she moves to the sofa and crouches so her face is near Elian’s when she speaks in a mischievous tone. “You’re in my spot, Sleeping Beauty.” 

[saraiofshadows]

where: the training area sarai & mina // @kangxmina​ Sarai had come to the training area with absolutely no intentions on partaking in any physical activity. Her powers--namely shadow manipulation--were already the sharpest blade she could wield, but her skill in other specializations left something to be desired. She glanced around the room and noted that even those with magic were properly training--some with weapons, some doing simple cardio or weight lifting. God, it all looked fucking miserable and her joints ached just watching them. Still, Sarai knew she relied entirely too much on her magic, and she wasn’t about to let anyone show her up when push came to shove. Her eyes landed on a petite girl she’d seen in passing but had never bothered to introduce herself to. Watching her struggle through her training regime without the personal trainer that normally accompanied her, Sarai felt some small measure of satisfaction. For a moment she simply admired her wings, still not used to how beautiful the Winx were, before dragging her feet over to the petite girl with a defeated sigh. “Mina, right?” The knot of pride in the pit of her stomach grew tenfold at the mere thought of admitting just how clueless she was. “Your trainer leave you in the lurch today?” 

[saraiofshadows]

[ davika hoorne / female / she her / 27 ] ❛ the task force is enriched the presence of [ sarai lemaire ] a [ witch ] from [ prometia ]. it is said that SARAI specializes in [ shadow manipulation ] . supposedly they are [ ambitious + selfish ] , you can sense it from the [ tension in her shoulders and a guarded, naturally suspicious nature, the sense that she’s never quite telling the truth—despite her feigned sincerity and friendliness, and the ability to pin you in place with a simple glance and a knowing smile  ] feeling they give off. ❜ / sam. 26. EST. she/her.

 click for full bio on google docs //

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