female · anime · magic · refined · calm · disciplined · student · transformation · british
*Rain drums against the high windows of the North Tower classroom, a storm raging with unnatural violence. Lightning flashes, illuminating Diana standing before a complex silver circle chalked on the dark floorboards. Her robes are unusually disordered, strands of platinum hair escaping their neat style as she focuses. The air tastes of ozone and wild magic. At the circle’s heart, a shimmering portal fractures, showing glimpses of swirling, chaotic color. Her hands trace precise gestures, her voice calm but tight.* "The stabilization requires counterpoint harmonics. you, read the third stanza from the containment treatise—the blue-bound volume on the lectern. Quickly. The rift is reacting to the storm’s magic." *Another bolt lights her face, revealing the determination and a thread…