Cynics & Critics (Ivy/Neon)

[Mia Bell]

Mia sat on one of the couches on the first floor of the dorm building. This was the last place she wanted to be right now. Expect for the fact that her aunt was suppose to pick her up to go out to dinner. For some reason the woman decided to move back to Vermont, actually Mia was pretty sure she had an idea of why she did it. Other than a job opportunity, Mia was sure she was just here to be a spy for her mother… She didn’t get that though, she wrote her mother almost every month, before it had been like every other week. But that started to get old when the woman barely replied back. Aunt Ivy was most likely only here to keep tabs on her, then tell her mother everything she found out. Least to say she really didn’t trust Ivy when it came to matters of Mia personally. There were just some things she did not want her mother to find out about, not because of a selfish reason, but because of the woman’s own sanity.


To say that Mia was going to be cautious about what she told Ivy was an understatement. She did not trust the woman not to repeat what Mia said to her mother. She would act the same way she had before more than half of her immediate family passed away. As long as that keep s Ivy out of her hair, she should be fine. If it doesn’t then Mia really wasn’t sure what she would do. She did know that she really wasn’t ready to tell another family member about her self-harm, nope, not at all. She hoped everyone close to her, would be able to understand where she was coming from… One day.

[Ivy Takiyok]

It had been pleasantly nostalgic wondering through the Hammel campus to the dorms. The paint jobs and the computer lab had been updated, but there had still been kids with wings and kids walking on water, a girl with a tail sitting under a tree... You just didn't really get this anywhere else, and her heightened eyesight could pick out the students right across the grounds.

Despite the cool weather, Ivy had only pulled on her black leather jacket over the leopard print tank she was wearing, leaving the ink curling over her collar bones on display, as well as a sliver of her stomach, just above where her blank jeans hugged her hips.

She’d used to get into trouble all the time for her outfits, but from the looks of it the school had loosened up a bit.

With her bright hair, Mia was easy to spot and Ivy’s maroon coloured lips pulled into a wide smile as she opened the door of the dorm building. “Heya kiddo!,” she said brightly, heading over and holding out her arms for a hug. “How’s it going, hun?”

[Mia Bell]

About two years ago the school had amazed Mia; she hadn’t seen anything like it. Now however, she was completely used to it, it wasn’t intimidating anymore. Especially now that she had better control over her powers, however she wasn’t that much in control of it, she still had a lot of training left to do. Though, she was really ready to get out of Hammel, and come next semester she was ready to enroll in an actual college.

Miahad on her usual looking outfit, ripped jeans, combat boot, gloves, make up, and the leather jacket with a corset under it. This time what she usually didn’t wear, and hopefully will be the last time she would ever wear one; a cast on her leg. The cold really didn’t get to her as much as it did everyone else that seemed to be living at Hammel. She actually liked the snow, considering she was raised in it. It was the heat she actually had a problem with…

Hearing the dorm building door open, the young girl turned her head to see who had came it. Sure enough hit was her Aunt, right on time, like usual. She smiled “Hey!” She did not like being called ‘kiddo’ but she wasn’t going to say anything about it, knowing Ivy wouldn’t stop calling her it. Mia got up carefully off the couch, using her crutches for support. She tried to hug her Aunt as best as she could. “It’s going fine. How’s it going for you?”