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Luz was blitzing through the streets, carrying a half-made lunch.
Rushing through the market to try and make it. Waking up twenty minutes late and no Eda to get her to school, she had to be fast. Avoiding all the crazy items for sale. Like ever-changing eye colors, A dog with a cat head, two seemingly evil twins, and a...skull singing sonnets? The human lightly smacked herself "Focus!" she laughed to herself. "Emperor's coven here I come!"
Boscha stirred awake from her nightmare.
Reaching for her scroll checking the time. 20 minutes late, not the latest she's ever been. She sat up from her still slightly damp pillow, turned off her humidifier and slowly went through her routine. Too tired to go through her pep talk, she resummoned her scroll, and tried to call one more time. No answer. Amity must be busy. Boscha slowly made her way downstairs and out the door, walking through the forest path on the way to school.
Strolling through the orange trees, listening to the crunch of leaves under her feet. The walk to school was always calming, not so much back. Her scroll made good company in the morning. In no less than five minutes, she came to the clearing outside of the school. It was empty as expected, silent as she walked up the fro-
"WAH!" the human landed in a pile of swept leaves. "I'm Okay! Ice spells are hard to aim!"" Luz began her jog into the building, running past the potion witch. Attempting to avoid another confrontation. "Hey, wait!" Boscha called after her, with no response. She put her scroll away and began walking to the potions wing.
Luz was jogging through the Vacant halls, finally coming to the cafeteria. Still no witch around. "Noceda!" It was the potions teacher. "Aren't you supposed to be on the trip to the emperor's coven?" The teacher was a little skinny, and holding up way more than she could handle in materials. "I am, Ms. Mix! just a little lost, where are we supposed to go for the carriages?" Lus began taking stuff off of the teacher's pile of bottles, exotic plants and other oddities. "They already left deary" The light quickly sunk from Luz's expression, she stayed up all night reading about the healing hat. An artifact, that if she had it, Eda wouldn't have to worry about her elixir anymore.
Right as Boscha turned the corner to the potions wing of the building "Boscha! could you help Luz carry all of this to the potions room?" Boscha turned and almost winced at the creaky voice of her teacher. Rolling her eyes "Yes Ms. Mix" And she came over and grabbed the rest of the supplies and let the teacher leave. "Come on." Boscha turned and started walking.
Luz's footsteps were so quiet compared to her usual self. She caught the witch in front of her sneaking looks, as if she didn't trust Luz to pay attention enough to follow her properly. Boscha was a little shaken by the human's silence. Relieved but shaken. It felt unnatural and see such a blank look on the energy ball in front of her, almost like a dying light, or a dimming sun. "We're here" she opened the door with a spell and placed the various objects on the teacher's desk and Luz followed suit. The human quickly moving away from the witch, finding a work set across the room to get anything done today. Boscha summoned her scroll, eyeing the same posts as this morning. After sitting in nothing but the sound of moving equipment, Boscha sighed.
"Hey hu- Luz?". The human was slow to turn around and looked back at the witch with the same blank face.
"What, Boscha." Boscha felt physically threatened by the cold tone, it was as rich with frost, like the cold air of the knee. "Wh-" she took a second to look at the girl's defeated posture. "What work do you have to do?" Luz perked up and eyes widened in surprise.
"Come again?" slowly turning to face the triclops, the witch in question rolled her eyes. "What work do you have to do? I'm not gonna sit in silence all day, and Blight is still nowhere to be found." Luz blinked, slowly registering what she just heard, and turned to the witch with the smallest smile. "Well I have work to do in all my classes, still sure you want to help me?" Boscha rolled her eyes again.
"Yeah, How bad can it be?