phoenix jamston

"Alright," the teacher called from the front of the room. Set up so half the room was kitchen, it was a funny little room. "This lab, you will focus on the aspects of a good plate on the fly. Because we're doing our dessert unit, today's task is to create a sweet treat for me. Extra kudos go to...

She was super excited. Luna and Nix had been planning for her to visit his place for a while. Her heart was racing, and of course not just because he was visiting him. A mix of worry plus excitement with a dash of embarrassment. Luna read the last text she sent to him again...

Fall was Nix's least favorite season. As it was, the rainy-day feel of the streets was bumming him out, kinda because the rain made everything look all grey and dull and sad; but to add to that, it was getting cold. Too cold for Nix's liking. He pulled his raincoat closer around him...

July 12th, 2017 - TO: Unknown Number [3:01:51 PM] hey havoc [3:01:55 PM] i left my binder in the kitchen mind grabbing it for me [3:01:56 PM] ? [3:05:06 PM] bud you there? [3:06:48 PM] ?? @LunariaSong

oh god oh god oh god. Try as he might to keep them calm, the pyrokinetic's hands sparked with frightening intensity as he paced through the room. The eerie lack of a certain really quiet roommate still loomed over him. How could he not have noticed Havoc gone?! Mean, really! What was his...

Another reason why the redhead absolutely adored coffeeshops? They were filled with so many people. Old, young (like him), tall, short... And here, you had people with wings, and horns, with the ability to reheat coffee with their bare hands. Able to transmute their coffee. It was jumble of...

One of the things Nix absolutely loved about the city? It always had the best people. And, as a newcomer to bar culture, he though it had pretty good bars too. Not that he was complainin' or nothin'; any bar that he could find was good enough. It was - it was almost like going café-hopping. Each...

"Ah. Finally. Some form of downtime. Constant hell, consisting of college classes, mostly, Student Council is busybusy, too.... so really it's a battle o' wits or some shit. Finally I get to relax yeah?" The pyrokinetic was busy, in fact - trying to chat up the cocktail waitress who was at the...

Ughhhh. That was pretty much all the range of sound he could muster right now. A tired, sick groan. Yeah, he'd gotten one of theose mask thingies, but it wasn't exactly helping all the chills he got. Or the weirdo ice powers. Although, he'd giv the Virus something - his new powers were kinda...

thump, thump, thump. Wow. So this was it. Dorm #... uhhh.... He couldn't remember the dorm number. Five-six-eight-two... wait no, maybe it was... nope, not that either. "Ah, nevermind - I'll ask someone later," he mused quietly to himself as he paced the length of the long corridor that...