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“Mr Vennett, I’m sure you know why you’re here.” Professor Lovecraft states, taking a sip of his tea as he analyses his student. Rev has always been a troubling student from the moment he first stepped foot into Kade, but this, this feels a little like a cry for help.
“To be honest, no. I don’t know why I’m here.” Huffing, Rev crosses his arms and glares at his teacher. Seriously, the one day he decides to just not, he still manages to find him self in this stupid office, with his stupid teacher having a STUPID conversation.
“Oh really? Then let me help you. You died 5 separate times today. Would you not say that’s something of concern?”
“None of which were actually my fault this time.” He grumbled in response. He wasn’t lying, for once he wasn’t choosing the suicidal maniac side of his brain, and yet death still finds him. Ironic, really. For someone who can’t die, death is attracted to him, even when he’s not trying.
“You must believe when I say I find it hard to believe that none of these deaths were of your own doing.”
“Well, they weren’t, and I can prove it!”
“Right. Let’s start with the first one then, this morning?”
“That’s easy to explain.. AND WAS COMPLETELY THE VAMPIRE’S FAULT”
Rev could already tell he was in for a long day when the first thing he felt when he woke up was a headache pressing right above his left eye. Regardless, he got up and ready for the day, ignoring his overly bright roommate (seriously how are you so cheery first thing in the morning). He checks himself over, making sure he’s got all he needs and starts walking out the door.
He massages his head in attempt to reduce the mental thumping, but to no avail. Maybe a trip to the nurses office? She could have something to ease it. Hopefully. He lets his mind wonder, thinking about his classes, if he as any homework, simply letting his brain shift from topic to topic. He only manages to reach the staircase before he’s pulled from autopilot, although not fast enough.
“REV! Buddy wait up, OH SHOOT-“ that was all the warning Rev was given before Mark’s body collided with his, ultimately pushing him down the flight of stairs.
“I can still feel the phantom pains in my neck.”
“Ok, but what about the second incident, at the end of potions class?”
“THAT WAS THAT DUMB WENDIGO’S FAULT, NOT MINE-“
“Next is five rose petals, can you get those?”
“Sure, whatever.” Rev gets up and makes his way over to the supplies in the corner. He would normally argue with Bella until he gets in trouble his way but he’d rather just.. not. I mean if I just go along with whatever the witch says I get a good grade for doing the bare minimum. Easy A.
He notices on his way back to the table, Wendy kept glancing over at him with a smirk. That dumb Wendigo is definitely up to something.. oh well, he’ll just steer clear of her, he can’t be asked to deal with whatever that stupid fool has in store. He reaches the table and hands Bella the ingredients and goes back to daydreaming.
By the end of the lesson, Rev has succeeded in doing simple tasks with no problem. The issue only begins about five minutes before class ends. It starts with a sensation on his tongue, and a tickle in his throat. Which progresses into a coughing fit and why does he have the urge to scratch his throat?
“Hey Rev, do you wanna walk to study hall together- OH MY GOD.” The reaction from Bella has Rev raising an eyebrow, it’s just a coughing fit, what’s the matter with her? “REV YOUR THROAT IS RED AND- IS THAT A RASH? MS BABA YAGA-“
Oh, okay that makes sense for concern.
His attention is drawn to the corner of the room where he hears a grating noise. That dumb wendigo. He doesn’t fully know how but he knows she definitely did something. He thinks back throughout the class. He obviously wasn’t splashed with a potion, and he’s fairly certain that she can’t cast spells.
The only other way could’ve been by getting me to drink it, but that’s impossible the only thing I drank is the water in my bottle-
Oh. That bitch-
Rev could only muster mouthing the words “fuck you” in the direction of Wendy before he promptly passed out.
“Apparently I was out cold, seizing on the floor for about two minutes before my body finally shut down.”
“The incident report states that the poison was self administered? Why didn’t you clear that up if it wasn’t you?”
“My body took 10 minutes to recover in the nurses office, and even then the poison made my throat swell so badly I couldn’t talk after waking up. I spent another 10 minutes trying to convince the nurse and Ms Baba Yaga that I didn’t do that to get out of study hall, but they refused to believe me. So I gave up.” Rev finished, shrugging his shoulders as a subconscious way to prove he didn’t care. This only made Professor Lovecraft even more concerned.
“Okay, moving on then. What happened at lunch?”
“Mark couldn’t find my cat Raven and asked for help. How was I supposed to know that Wendy was stalking me like a fucking creep?”
“Can I bother you for a second?” Mark asks nervously.
Rev sighs before turning to the vampire because of course he can’t enjoy his lunch period in peace. “You always bother me, but go ahead.”
“GREAT, I think? Uh, anyways, Raven is missing! I checked everywhere in the dorm but I can’t find her!”
“Okay? What’s your point? She does missing almost everyday-”
“Yea but she’s normally found by now! Come on Rev, what if she’s dead in a ditch somewhere??”
Rev gives him a blatant look “Then she’ll revive herself with my amulet and carry on with her day. Not my problem.”
“PLEASEEEEE REV! Just five minutes to help me find her, and if we don’t then I’ll keep looking by myself!”
What is up with the universe today? “UGH FINE. But only five minutes.”
They end up finding Raven in one of the fountain courtyards. Just drifting limply in the water. Reluctantly Rev climbs in because of course she’s drifted too far from the edge and he can’t just lean in and grab her.
He picked her up receiving a surprised meow followed by purrs once she realised who was holding her. “Yeah, yeah you fur ball.” He may not be as attached to his pet as most owners, but she is his.
He passes Raven to Mark so he can climb out, only for a rush of voltage to course through his veins.
“I don’t know where she got the battery pack from, I seriously wasn’t expecting it. Added a whole new cause of death to my list. I hate her but one has to admire the creativity.”
All professor Lovecraft can do is stare at his student in disbelief