April

Abigail had a big grin on her face upon seeing her ghostly big fosster sister, feeling some of the anxiety over being in an unfamiiar place abate, and she had reciprocated the big hug with one of her own. She bobbed her head in greeting to Daphne and Aquaria and choose to answer the latter's question first. "Well, I eat eggs and some dairy products, like cheese too, but yes I mostly restrict myself to plants." She shrugged and made a small throwing away gesture. "I don't really like the smell of meat. Especially cooked meat." She gave an involuntary little shudder at some distant memory.

Arcana Cocoa and Company Ardent Blue Fox Chance Nightingale Willow

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Abigail had only been to the castle once before, or at least the private portion of it, but she was taking her foster sister up on the invite to stop in for dinner. Not that Kimber ate food, but the opportunity to get away from Claremont and meet other people was one that was deemed good for the young mage. In either case, despite her one time visit Abigail had no problem finding her way to the kitchen, she simply had to follow her nose. She poked her head in, saw a number of people and suddenly became very self-conscious. "Uh, hello!" she called out after working up the courage to speak, "Has anyone seen Kimber? I was supposed to meet her for.. dinner? Which I guess sounds silly that she doesn't eat but.. I'm rambling. Sorry. Hi, I'm Abigail. Storm. Abigail Storm, Kimber's sister."

Her sister's hug did the trick and Abigail felt self-feeding spiral of panic abate but she made no move to pull herself away. It reminded her of when she was little and how Kimber always managed to lift her spirits even as the young mage tried to adjust to living in this world. "One of Krampus' attacks managed to crack my barrier, just rimed up my hand a little, no big deal," Abby said with a shrug, a little hurt was nothing to worry about when she'd suffered far worse at a much younger age. At her roommate's question she cast her eyes at the mirror they had hanging on the back of their door, and sighed at the three-flame crown that blazed without heat above her head. Still the question was a distraction and she felt a surge of gratitude and that something that caused her to panic in the first place. "Oh, that just marks me as my mother's daughter," she answered with a rueful chuckle. "Not sure why it's showing though, I'm not furious."

Abigail gave Rosa a single nod. "OK, Doctor Thorne," she said deferentially. "Let's be about it?" With a quiet word, and a murmured gesture, her bedclothes transmuted into the regalia of Arcana, the young mage's alter ego. She pushed her hood back, revealing her face and with another word and gesture she restored some dignity to Rosa's attire. The jersey was also a proper Leaf's jersey.

"H-hi sis," Abigail stammered out. She opened her mouth to say more, to lie and say that she was fine, all she could do was give her ghostly foster sibling a pleading look. But two sets of eyes on her, her inability to sort out her own thoughts and these foreign emotions, and now Liz was leaning over her and Abigail couldn't help but stare now. Her heart was hammering in her chest and instead of the lie she wanted to utter, she whimpered, unable to articulate anything. But the crown of three flames that blazed above her head said enough.

Well, Abby tried to keep her eyes down but she glanced up mid stretch and her breath caught. She made a quiet, frustrated, sound and shook her head slightly like she could toss aside whatever it was that had come over her. She'd been living here in this dorm with Elizabeth for months, and this wasn't the first time they've dressed in the room with the other present. Heck, her own squad mate Corinne was significantly more cavalier with her state of (un)dress and she didn't have the same reaction. Abigail blinked, realizing she'd been a bit silent, and set aside her woolgathering. "I think they'll be OK," she agreed. "Though I probably should be a little more careful about collateral damage." "You were, are, so amazing." the sorceress added. "You just... just went! I'm always afraid about getting involved, I never know who or what could be watching."

Arcana Castle Dining Cocoa and Company Una's Inferno Ardent Blue Fox Chance Nightingale Willow

Claremont Academy, Room 301 Just after the Krampus Incident "We might have some," Abigail answered Elizabeth as they both stepped clear of the portal in their dorm room. "We can always go out and get more, if we need to." The young mage dismissed her portal with a flick of her hand and hopped up onto her bed, sitting cross-legged in its center. Her eyes unfocused for a moment and her Arcana regalia began to unmake itself and reform into a more sensible slipping off of school grounds after a protracted fight while everyone else is stuck cleaning up afterwards outfit. She was also very much trying to not stare at her roommate who was suddenly very distracting and Abigail didn't understand how, or what, or why that was or what it meant. Instead she just felt her face heating and she kept her eyes down, which in the small room meant she was watching her roommate's legs.

Abigail hugged Elizabeth tighter with the one arm that was still around her waist, leaning against her hip and shoulder and contemplating the dark elven bodies and the fate that they had avoided. "I think you're plenty strong," she quietly responded her roommates question. "But I know a few ways, and people, if you are interested," she said, then added, "Better than the way I learned. Safer. Less Darwinian." She trailed off to silence and stood there quietly, just watching the people below. "Hey," Abigail said, after a moment turning her face to look at Liz. "What do you say we skip out of here while the Headmistress is occupied? My foster family should be here any minute. We could get some cocoa." She made a little gesture and a portal to their room yawned open behind them and out of sight of the people below, then raised an eyebrow.

Pace may have slowed down some, but it's been fairly steady.

Arcana spun away from the roof edge, and bounded toward Masque. She pushed her hood back, the enchantment that obscured her face fading away, and she had a wide smile for her roommate. "Liz, you are so cool!" she said, impulsively wrapping the other girl up in a warm embrace. As the mage held onto the hug, looking over Elizabeth's shoulder, her actions dawned on her and she felt her cheeks warm. If I don't let go she can't see, she thought awkwardly.

Abigail shrugged. "They have something to do with one of Prime humanity's myriad efforts to annihilate itself," she said to Leroy. "The museum is right there, if you're interested. Admission is free." "But, no, my father had more important things to worry about." Which isn't to say he didn't lend some support during the second world war, but he was more interested in the magical threats that arose during that conflict. Like her mother.

The crown of three flames, burning above Arcana's head, flickered and vanished as she centered herself and thought about the battle before her and Masque more carefully. "It is a very good trick," she said, her tone at once both approving and admiring. "Let's give him something else to worry about so our friends are safe." Magic surged around the mage again, ethereal sand and stone flickering into existence and swirling around her as she stepped up to the roofs edge. While she held her hands low to her sides, the ground started to rumble and quake under Krampus. As she raised her hands to the sky, that rumble became a roar as the ground exploded out from under the giant. Krampus' feet sank deep into the earth up to his knees as giant fists of stone reached up from out of the ground and clamped around his arms and pulled them wide, leaving Krampus exposed and vulnerable.

Abigail will use extra effort to power stunt Snare 10 off of her Arcane Arsenal array. She will use a Hero Point to Cancel Fatigue. Arcana will All-Out Attack + Power Attack Giant Krampus with Snare 10. All-Out Power Attack, Snare 10, vs Giant Krampus: 1d20+10 27. That should be a DC 25 Reflex Save as the very earth turns against Krampus.

Arcana Giant Krampus 2: Krampus Campus With Black Curtains Ardent Blue Fox Chance Nightingale Willow

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Abigail smiled at Corinne gave her a small nod of thanks, watching her briefly as she walked away. "Ah, no Dani," she said turning back to Danica, shaking her head. "My foster sister lives in the Castle. I still go back to Ottawa when I'm not here at Claremont. I can't quite bring myself to into my father's place. Not yet, anyway. Not while I still think of it as his, you know?" She rolled a shoulder in a faint shrug. "Anyway,. the first floor of the castle is public access and a good part of it is the Allies of Freedom Museum, yeah. The rest of it is... quite modern on the inside."

Abigail cocked her head to the side, folding her hands behind her back. "As far as pickup lines go, that one is pretty good," she said, her tone a bit dry but the edges of her mouth were curled up into a small grin. "I'll have to save that one for later." She was still looking curiously at the older woman, and then shrugged, letting the spell she was crafting to dissipate. "Who put you up to this?"

Reflexively Abigail reached up to cover the medallion. "It was my father's," she said after a moments hesitation. It took an act of willpower to unclench her hand from the Modrossus, and return it to her mug of coffee. She made it almost seem natural and unforced, but there was a stiffness to the young mage's actions. "He passed, and so it passed to me," she continued, eyes downcast. She shook herself, looked up at Veronica and put on a little smile. "What would you like to know?"

Abigail glanced up from the puzzle and over at Judy. "One of my sisters is a ghost," she said in a very matter-of-fact tone. "The other is possessed by a spirit of avarice, but she's got that under control." The corners of Abigail's mouth turned up into a faint smile as she thought about Kimber and Becky, two people (along with her adoptive father) who have made the young mage's life on Prime livable. "You know that large skyscraper downtown, with the castle on top?" she asked. The Dutemps building was a bit of an oddity, even by Freedom City standards, but some of the kids at Claremont haven't really had much opportunity to go into the city. "They live there. Well, Kimber does. For a certain flexibility with the word live." She sighed, made a slight gesture with one of her hands and the rest of the puzzle pieces moved and snapped themselves into place on their own. Then she spun and turned back to Corinne. "Ah, good. I could use a snack."

Arcana was simultaneously pleased, and disappointed, in the enchantment that obscured her face. Pleased because it hide the admiring look gave her roommate who was some brave to spring into action in pajamas and a robe, and disappointed because Masque couldn't see her smile at the idea of working together. Still, a nod worked. "Launch it," the mage suggested and soon the wisp was sailing unerringly toward Krampus. Flame swirled around Arcana and she reached out toward the wisp, feeding it with fire. The wisp grew in size, in luminosity, in heat. Still power flowed into it. Stone was ripped from the ground, pulled from the cement and ripped from the building, feeding the wisp that had, by now, grown to resemble a ball of fire and molten rock, the heat of it creating a howling in the wind as it passed. And then it hit the giant, exploding against it's skin.

Abigail yawned, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes as she quietly walked down the hallway toward the bathroom. It was the middle of the night and the young mage was having trouble falling asleep, having tossed and turned since she and Elizabeth turned in. She paused a moment, listening to the silence of a dormitory at rest and spared a small, quiet smile at the thought of her roommate. Despite herself, Abigail found herself warming to the other young woman and she was finding it a bit difficult to remain aloof. She sighed when she reached the communal bathroom. Cupping her hand under the sink she splashed some cold water in her face. Might as well stay up, she thought to herself as she looked at herself in the mirror. Most of the night had passed and it wasn't like she was feeling any more tired.

Arcana and Masque are going to perform a combined attack. Arcane Blast [Combined Attack]: 1d20+10 20. Which I am sure misses, and we can't have that. So I will expend one of Arcana's HP to reroll this. Arcane Blast [Combined Attack] [HP Reroll]: 1d20+10 29. Better.