I made this for Jimmy in the ATG. He wanted a drowning emoticon. This was the better of the two I made for him.
SHM 302 assignment 3Natia absently pet the cat curled up on the bed beside her as she flipped through her notes. She smiled at the soft purr emitting from the dozing Freya. She had not expected the cat to have been so docile having been around Kazu. Natia had rather expected to be nipped at or clawed, but Freya seemed more interested in having a particular spot by her ears scratched than she was in hissing or spitting.
Perhaps the svelte black feline understood a bit of the assignment Kazu offered her up for, as she obediently followed Natia back to the dorms. Natia has spent a good amount of time making sure Freya was comfortable, even going so far as to give the cat a few fresh morsels of fish as a reward for being so well behaved. This went on for three days, Natia even chatting to Freya as though she might reply if she so desired. Her thought was that she might be more able to make Freya speak if Freya felt safe around Natia.
As she got to know Freya's manneri
SHM 303 Assignment 2The two necklaces dangled from her hands, swaying gently like a pendulum as she held them up just a little higher for the two students who volunteered for this test to see them clearly as the gems glinted in the light. Natia grinned as she explained their simple role, still surprised how easy it was to find volunteers around campus. These two were first years and she found herself wondering if their eagerness was just an indication of how little exposure they had to the type of things volunteers were exposed to during these assignments Even when she briefly warned them when she spoke to them individually when they first met, neither student seemed concerned with the expectation of having a temporary illness of sorts. Perhaps they trusted her more than she first realized.
"Now, I can't tell you what your necklace will give you. I do already know what to expect, but I want to avoid any false reactions that might occur by telling you what to expect because the mind can fool you into
SHM 302 Assignment 2Natia found herself unusually happy as she strolled out of the shop with a shiny black cauldron of her very own. In the past she had used one of the cauldron's in the potions building but now that she was finding more reason to work with potion creation on her own, she had decided it was time that she bought herself a proper cauldron. Her aunt, having heard from Natia's father of their ritual separation, sent Natia a letter and had set the girl up with a small bank account that she could withdraw from so that she would be able to get all her school supplies without hassle. Of course Natia had to deal with getting the currency exchanged to the coins used at Otherworlde, but it was only a minor inconvenience, given how much this gift lifted her recent worries. Natia's mother disowned her and Natia had feared she would not be able to remain at the academy any longer. Her aunt, who seemed to suspect Natia had been disowned and had never cared for the girl's m
SHM 301 Assignment 2She had been stomping about the Shamanism building for the last few days, summoning spirits through the dark and dusty floor boards in preparation for her latest assignment from Kazu. Natia did not wish to risk passing out from blood loss if the spirits in the building were not familiar with her. She had briefly considered letting Taclor be the spirit she would use for the assignment, but decided against it now that there was a child spirit to be watched over. Being bonded to both Taclor and Arozi meant Taclor was now more inclined to be at hand at all times, with the young Arozi following. Arozi needed mentoring and spiritual protection from Taclor, and mothering from Natia, but most of all Taclor just needed a buffer from Arozi's incessant stream of chatter. Ever since finding out she no longer had to wander among spirits alone, Arozi had become more like a normal child, with the exception of having a physical body. And so Natia decided it best to keep Taclor free to watch over
SHM 303 Assignment 1The hematite pendulum gently rocked back and forth on its silver chain as Natia watched the relaxing motion. She sighed, jerking upward on the chain and catching the pendulum in her palm. The assignment was simple enough, all she had to do was hypnotize a student and persuade them they were someone or something other than themselves. She should have been elated at the simplicity of the assignment. She should have been thrilled that this assignment required no suffering on her part. She should have been overjoyed by the simple fact that she had this assignment in the bag. But Natia's heart was not in it.
Her eyes fell upon the crumpled letter from her mother that she had tossed across the room in her frustration. Letters were fast becoming omens of impending bad news. Not one letter had she received bearing good tidings in the last few weeks. Her father bid her farewell in one letter because Natia had reached her eighteenth year, and in his practice of Shamanism that was the ye
SHM 302 Assignment 1Natia lay in the summoning circle on the floor of her dorm room, her body trembling from a combination of exhaustion and illness from experimenting with the Half Man potion that Professor Kazu provided her with for the last assignment. She could feel herself starting to succumb to fatigue as she murmured an invocation and watched as few spirits began to appear before her. She had been possessed before by Taclor, her now guardian, and the experience left her with two gifts; spirit sight and a bond with Taclor. The possession did not worry her, but she was a bit concerned about forming another bond with a spirit, which Taclor said may be a risk but he would come to her aid to prevent a bond from forming if spirit inhabiting her attempted such a thing. And, even now, as the spirits began to advance on the circle to inspect the form of the girl collapsed upon the floor, Taclor stood beside her, arms crossed as he took stock of the other spirits.
Natia had set up a f
SHM 301 Assignment 1Natia crossed to her desk clad in an old sweatshirt, a comfy pair of black flats, and a pair of faded jeans with stylish distressing, a compromise between Natia and her mother. If Natia was to wear jeans, her mother insisted they be trendy. Seeing as her mother preferred Natia to show as much skin as possible, Natia was more than willing to consent to only wearing trendy jeans and a few select low cut tops. Natia had recently allowed her mother to purchase some new articles of clothing for casual wear, with the agreement that Natia would be given some money to purchase some more conservative pieces to mix and match with her new wardrobe. Of course, this all meant that Natia had to promise only to wear her shamanism robes for classes and ceremonial purposes only, not for daily wear as she had when she first arrived at the academy. In the beginning Natia was less than thrilled about the arrangement, but she found herself glad to have more casual wear at time