Me: That Atos Paolucci is full of shite.
Cosmos: Oh, no. Don't tell you got kicked out of class.
Me: He called me a MYTH.
Cosmos: Legend sounds better.
Me: *bombastic side-eye gif*
Me: I can't believe how they haven't realized yet.
Cosmos: It's only been almost two days, Hel.
Me: That was enough for Ivy and Mia. I mean, and Felix. Though he only knows because I told him, but he believed it right away, he didn't question me or called me a bloody myth or legend.
Cosmos: They don't count, they are old as hell, Hel.
Me: Can you believe some kids didn't even know what my kind is? Ugh, rude and ruder. Bloody arseholes. I'm furious.
Me: Paolucci's a rude arsehole.
Me: I was even respectful with him, ugh.
Cosmos: *side-eye emoji*
Cosmos: Hel, you wouldn't have been kicked out from your first class in BABS if you had been respectful. I know your temper.
Me: It has nothing to do with my temper this time, alright?
Me: I mean, I was respectful most of the time, until he mocked me saying what I was telling him about black water was a myth. And I have it. It was so bloody dumb, I'm furious.
Me: You are thousand light years a better professor than him.
Cosmos: Of course, no one compares to me.
Me: Egocentric much?
Cosmos: Dumbass. Go study something else. Don't do nothing.
Me: I would never just stay there and do nothing.
Cosmos: Do something then.
Cosmos: Diamond or ruby.
Me: *suspicious glare gif*
Me: For what?
Cosmos: A ring with protection magic.
Cosmos: I want to gift it to someone.
Me: *mischievous grin gif*
Me: Is this someone a water nymph obsessed with you?
Cosmos: No. And Hanna's not obsessed with me.
Me: Yes, she is.
Me: If their hair color is a light shade, ruby.
Me: If it's a dark shade, diamond.
Me: Always match it with something characteristic of the person.
Cosmos: *high five gif*
Cosmos: You're the best at this.
Me: *condescending grin gif*
Me: What did you expect? It's me!
Me: I'm the best at everything.
Cosmos: And you called me egocentric, hm?
Me: Never said I wasn't, I simply pointed it out on you.
Cosmos: Go study, Hel.
Cosmos: And don't go around drinking alcohol in daylight!
Me: Too late, it was my breakfast.
Me: This ring is better be to someone your age or younger!
Cosmos: Go to hell, Hel!
Me: More like bring them Hel(l)!
Cosmos: Who's joking about that now?!
"Arsehole," sigh. "So, shall we explore the Academy grounds a bit while Oliver ain't playing to be my bloody shadow? I want to be as far away from here as possible when this class end because they will all want answers again. I don't feeling like telling shite now."
["Paolucci is a wolf in sheep's clothing. All cool, then not at all."]
"He's blinded by what's comfortable," I rolled my ring. "I guess they will only believe what I am if I shift for them to see. How bothersome. It's not even that I'm hiding, it's that I'm waiting for them to be smart and connect the dots. Telling them is not exciting at all."
"Wouldn't it be easier?" A tall male popped up right behind me, and I would have jumped, if I hadn't sensed him approach. When I turned to face him, I found a male around 1.85m, pale skinned, deep orange curly hair, deep forest green eyes, and fangs flashing.
["Vampire!"]
No shite? What gave it away? The fading or the fangs? "You are?"
"I'm Atticus Percival. One of the strongest born vampires in the world, the strongest vampire of North America definitely, from Canada. Left arm of Headmaster Mia, and I help keeping the students in check," oh, Cosmos mentioned him. "What are you doing here, Hel?"
"Paolucci," that dumbarse, "kicked me out of class after I disagreed with him on what was a myth and what was not."
He raised his eyebrows, "What was the myth in question?"
"Gargoyles and winged serpents," I crossed my arms. "And black water, though now he can't say it's a myth anymore, since," I snapped my fingers, conjuring a ball of it in my hand, "I have it."
"Interesting. But why? Did you lost your temper again?"
Again? Do I already have a fame? "That's questionable. But if you ask him, hell probably say I did. And well, I may have called him stupid!"
He gasped, "Oh, my Goddess, now I get the class expulsion. And you can call me warden Atticus. That's how people call me and Micah in here. The two wardens of the headmaster," he grinned.
"Warden Atticus it is then. So, do you need anything else or I'm free to go and wait until my next class?" Which happens to be Advanced Biology of the Primordial Races, and I'm definitely not looking forward to the amount of bullshite I'll have to hear.
"Word has it that you are selling Shay Miralanthor's legendary and rare weapons," oh? Has it spread out already?
I blinked, "How do you know?"
Then he opened the iPad in his hand, went to Belladonna Eclipse and showed me a post from Rio's account bragging that he got his hands on it, marking me, and saying 'Sales are open bitches. You're welcome, Hel!' Of course, it's bloody fucking Rio.
"This bastard," I pressed my lips together. "Fine, warden Atticus, what kind of weapon do you use?"
"A baton!" Sounds like what the guard of a prison would say. "I've always wanted a legendary baton of emerald, ruby, or obsidian," thankfully he gave me three options.
"It's 7 million euros though," I crossed my arms over my chest.
"Oh? Really? I thought it would be like, 70 million or something. Sounds like a friendly price, I love it," then he opened his bank app. "What's your bank account?"
Wow, he's really interested. After I said it to him, he transferred the money to me right away, even before I summoned the weapon. He must be dumb, because I could have totally scammed him.
["You would have no way to run from him if you did that's"]
Still, I could. Rolling my eyes, I summoned the only two batons I have, one of ruby and other of emerald. "Sorry, I don't have any made of obsidian, warden," but this is more than enough after all.
His eyes widened in awe, "Crone bless us all," he gasped. "This is amazing. I love both, but I'll go with the emerald one," thank Goddess for that, or I would keep that bomb in me. "It fits me better, doesn't it? It also matches my eyes. Ruby would be too much give my hair."
I agree with that, "Don't forget to name it, warden."
"I've already picked a name. Night-Night, because we I beat them up with it, the will be out in a second," he grinned proud of himself.
Horrible choice. No class at all, ugh.
["Horrible is an understatement!"]
I smiled gently, "Sounds amazing, warden. I hope you like it."
That seemed to be what he wanted to hear, "Good making business with you, Hel. See you around. And try not keeping us in the dark for so long on what you are. Many people even started to bet on it. I did too. You better turn out to be a Phoenix for me to win," then faded away.
"Too bad for him, because he's not winning that."
["That guy's a joke."]
"He feels powerful though," I rolled my shoulders. "Let's explore the art gallery they have in here. Abellona told me Belladonna keeps some top notch one of a kind art paintings there."