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“Who run the world? Girls!” sang Thais as she approached Helena with an excited look on her face. “Sure!” exclaimed the she-wolf as she went ahead and signed the sheet. “Happy International Woman’s Day Prof Wu! This is definitely an amazing idea!”
“Thank you Miss Alves,” she remarked as she passed the pen over. “If you would spread the word, that would be incredibly helpful. We are not close enough to the required number of signatures.”
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Lennon stops on his way and turns halfway to the signing up sheet. He would sign it, but he can’t bother to go to meetings and shit. Club sounds annoyingly exhausting. “Do I have to go meetings and shit if I sign?”
“Don’t have time outside of half-assing your lectures?” she smirked crossing her arms over her chest. “No, this is just an interest form. If I get a certain number of signatures, it gets approved.”
“Are faculty members allowed to get in on this as well? Because I’m thinking that might be a good way to spend my time.”
“Of course!” Helena nodded, pushing forward the clipboard and placing the pen on top. “The more faculty interested, the better. Howe will think the request is more legitimate that way.”
“Happy International Woman’s Day, Helena” the professor said with a grin as he approached the kitsune. He glanced down at the sheet and smiled, seeing a couple of names already in there. “Well, you can count me in” the airbender said as he picked the pen and signed his name.
“Thank you, Gerard,” the woman beamed, happy to passed the pen over to him. “Good. It is important to have some men in the group. It’ll help dismiss that utterly stupid notion that Feminism is a group of ‘man-haters’.”
Ginevra stopped walking when she heard Helena’s announcement. Turning to face the woman her lips tugged up into a subtle smile. She grabbed the pen that laid next to the signing sheet and scribbled down her name.
A grin formed on the kitsune’s lips as Ginevra quickly moved to the table after Helena’s announcement. “Happy International Woman’s Day, Ginevra. Do you know anyone good at graphic design? I have an excuse to make snappy, feminist inspired t-shirts but that is not my exact area of expertise.”
“In honor of International Woman’s Day, I’ve decided it is high time this Academy has a Feminist United group. Please sign your name on the sheet so we can get this club up and running.”
Your very Personal and Intense Disney Ask:
Aurora: Story of your first kiss
Rapunzel: 5 things from your bucket list
Dory: Something someone has told you that you can't forget (two good things and one bad)
Pocahontas: Something new you taught someone.
Mulan: Do you trust your gut feeling? What happened.
Jasmine: The story of when you had to really trust someone. Was it easy?
Belle: Is there someone you are close to who no one else likes? What's the story?
Ariel: Where do you think you belong, and why?
Flounder: Something that surprised you and frightened you.
Eric: Have you ever helped a stranger? What happened.
Aladdin: A sacrifice you made for someone.
Tiana: A time you tried the hardest for something.
Boo: A childhood hero.
Cruella: Something you really want but you aren't allowed to have.
Seven Dwarfs: 7 things you like in the people around you.
Kronk: What you are best at in the kitchen?
Simba: Something a parent has taught you.
Cinderella: "A dream is a wish your heart makes" What's that for you?
Nemo: Your bravest moment.
Terk: Are you a big brother/sister figure to anyone?
Buzz: Your favourite fantasy world (aka Harry Potter, Star Wars), if any.
Alice: Done drugs?
Peter Pan: Something from your childhood that you still love.
Merida: What are you most passionate about?
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“Well, it’s good to have a goal.” He shrugs. It’d be better to hold the worst party by choice than to do so unintentionally. He retracts the plate as she takes one. He is oddly hungry tonight. Maybe it’s because of the sobriety, he suspects. “Shit, Wu, I’m hurt. And here I thought we bonded over the mutant lizard trying to fry us, or weirdass plants.” He puts the hand on his chest as if her respond physically ached him. “You’re a professor and shit. I’m pretty sure no one doubts your intelligence.” He watches her drinking the wine. He has it under control so far, but being around alcohol is not exactly helpful. “You’re not the first woman to rant off on me. I know how to turn off my listening if I get bored.”
Helena nodded in agreement. That was optimistic to assume they were attempting to throw the worst party. “Maybe you should join the party planning committee. I know you like working with people,” she smirked, crossing her arms over her chest. “Bonding is for atoms. Though you have been a better student than I expected you to be.” Friendly was never her thing, nor was being real with people. She preferred to keep topics more on the superficial side of things. “I don’t know, if I doubt the intelligence of some of my co-workers, I sure it goes the other way around,” she replied, however, she was almost certain people only talked about her when they needed plant expertise, or maybe when they were annoyed by her antics. “I’d pretend to be offended, but I do the same...are you sure you didn’t want any wine, you’ve been eyeing my glass all night?”
Ginevra wouldn’t say she was pissed off. Her emotions were much more collected than that, but she was definitely not content with this situation. Not. One. Bit. Having another camping trip turned into a bloody nightmare was a clear sign that Clearbrook shouldn’t organize any more of these event in the remaining of the century. Manticores had been bad enough to deal with. Having a Halloween parade of strange monsters and creatures lurking about in the woods for whatever inexplicable reason was just too damn much. Some students were paralyzed with fear and she didn’t blame them, the situation called for feeling afraid. The situation also called for her reduce those monsters to a crisp, as it seemed to be the only viable option to contain the situation.
The firebender was setting aflame every single ghastly being that came into her view. At this rate, it would be a busy night because those creatures kept crawling out from all around. In general it was fairly easy and quick to extermine them, that was until the professor came face to face with an ominously calm humanoid. He was a tall man-like monster of alabaster skin, a creature with no eyes and no mouth. Just as quickly as he appeared, he moved and Ginevra felt she was in a truly dangerous situation for the first time since this madness started.
Both her hands were engulfed with flames, ready to bend her fire in direction of the white being as soon as he appeared. She waited, relying more on her hearing than she did on her sight. The sound of crushing leaves on the ground made her turn around and there he was. In a split second white sand poured from those eyeless sockets and the humanoid threw it into her eyes. She barely had time to react, but he was much quicker than her.
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How could the university be so irresponsible as to fund yet another camping trip after the last one? All of that money could go into bettering school security or at least raising the salary of faculty and staff. Instead they had to have ‘fun’ events that were always ambushed by some misfortune. Helena foresaw something terrible like this happening and decided to come along and chaperone. She could escort students out of danger. Additionally, she had a bag full of medicinal herbs. Hopefully she wouldn’t have to use them, but she was skeptical about the chances of that would be the case.
As the second night rolled around, Helena was a bit hopeful that perhaps the whole camping trip would run smoothly. But that hope was destroyed as she heard screams echoing in the distance. The sky became darker and fog began swirling around grounds. The kitsune could hear sounds in a distance. Strange creatures called out in the dark. There were no manticores in the area, however sounds of horror came from all around. Students were in a panic, not that Helena blamed them. But she kept calm, she was beyond done with these shenanigans. Harvey and Irma were quickly going to have her hands full as would Vince, so Helena began to set up a medic tent as Marcus had already vacated the area- probably to help.
Once all of her herbs were out, she set out to look for those in serious condition. With the shroud of darkness surrounding the area, Helena was useless in the battlefield. There was no light to manipulate, or at least not enough to have an effect. All she could do for now was teleport people back to a medic, so she would have to move swiftly and avoid any trouble. As much as she would hate to admit it.
The smell of smoke caught her attention. Helena used her enhanced senses to figure out which direction it was coming from and she swiftly moved that general direction. And she came just in time to see Ginevra hit the ground as some eyeless sand creature moved closer. “Shit,” Helena whispered to herself. The humanoid was too close for Helena to safely teleport just the two of them. If it grabbed on before she warped them out then she would lead it to their area of safety and would expend all of her energy. She had to be smart about this. Glancing around, she noticed a rock nearby. Sense the creature lack eyes, it probably lacked any visual cortexes. Therefore, throwing it off her trail could be simple. So, she threw the rock and hit it squarely in the face. This got its attention. A god-awful screech was released as it set off after the attacker but Helena was already on the move.
Although the creature was much faster than she had hoped, she was able to out maneuver it for the time being. And as it began down a false trail, Helena hurried back to her friend’s body. “Dammit Ginevra, you better hang in there.” With that, she grabbed a hold of the woman and transported her back to the campsite before the sandman could reappear.
What do you miss most about your hometown? Your parents?
“I often miss my older brother, Chŏng-hun, and the supernatural club there was ten times better than the joke of a club in Lothering. My parents I only miss on a rare occasion. They believe I should be married to a wealthy man rather than following a ‘frivolous dream’.”
Do you sometimes wish you'd stayed away from Clearbrook and taught elsewhere?
“Clearbrook certainly isn’t as prestigious as Harvard. However, I am treated with the utmost respect here which I cannot say about some of the Ivy Leagues.”
Favorite people at CB?
“Myself, obviously. Other than me, my Brightfeathers are all quite fabulous, after all I am their mentor. When Irma loosens up, she can be fun, and I’m working on loosening Ginevra’s laces. I think we could wreak all sort of havoc once we get past all of her ‘gloom and doom’.”
“I’m gone for two months and my class is already three weeks behind a month of lectures. I can’t say I’m not surprised. This school can’t function without me."
“Work party is usually bad but this is the worst one I’ve ever been.” Lennon remarks shaking his head. Raising a brow at Wu, he forwards the dish to her. “Want one?” He doesn’t feel guilty for eating all the cookies. It’s not like people are having them. He chuckles lightly in agreement. “Am I a boring moron too?” He asks jokingly curling up the end of his lips. “That would require me to be sociable.” Beside, he knows who’s who by now. He can learn about people by observing. Actually talking to them is not necessary.
Helena gave a short nod at this. “They’ve really outdone themselves this time. Perhaps that’s what they are going for nowadays. The staff knows they can’t throw a good party so they’ve begun to aim for being the worst.” Though having the plate of cookies offered to her was not the intent behind the statement, the kitsune still snatched up a cookie. “I haven’t decided yet. You never know when someone is going to surprise you, for better or for worse,” she dryly stated. “I think that is the point of these things. I use to assume that it was for showing off intelligence but was quickly proven otherwise. Anyways, if you don’t go socialize, you’re going to be stuck listening to my rantings.” she pointed out as she took another sip of wine.
