Magic Roleplay {open}

i be nonbianry sass child who is weaing a dress for the first time in forever//

Don't you look pretty/walking down the street/in the best damn dress you own?
(Not actual lyrics, adapted for situation)

i feel pretty twirls and giggles//

((Fucking work it child))

"YEsssssssss." Zackary sighed. "Look, I know you're an Elementalist because I can smell it. Nyx, one of the waiters, is a Shadower. Cameron's a Water Elementalist."

"…And what about you?" She asked curiously, head tilted to the side

(Decides to ignore the conversation)

"A Demon. A Dark Demon to be exact, but I don't think you care. To everyone, every and any breed of Demon are dangerous." He leaned back into the seat, glaring at her, as if daring her to agree with him.

Dantan scoffs//

"Well I can't say much about that, seeing as I've never really know any demons…" She said, shrugging

other then your characters parents//

((Technically, they are just terrible humans))

you sure?//

((Yeah))

"Well I can't say much about that, seeing as I've never really know any demons…" She said, shrugging

"You haven't heard myths? Haven't read about them in school? I have." He glared at her.

"I've also read Harry Potter, and you don't see me cursing out Slytherins." She shot back . ((Only thing I could think of idk))

what did you say about me//

"That… that doesn't make any sense! Anyway, Demons are supposed to be bad people, I expected more of a reaction out of you."

((I SAID SHE DIDN'T SHE DIDN'T CURSE OUT SLYTHERINS))

why slytherins tho? wat u have aagainst us?

(I know! But he didn't understand.)

anyhow back to the rpeeeee//

She shrugged. "Kinda loses it's edge when you stop believing everything they shoved down your throat growing up, honestly."

why slytherins tho? wat u have aagainst us?

((I have nothing, personally, but people in fandom… ugh))

eh true//

Zackary hummed. "Makes sense." He eyed her, impressed by her wit.

((Cause she's written by a Ravenclaw))
"Soooooooo…" She said awkwardly

(Eyyyy)

Zackary shook his head. "Anyway, if you haven't noticed, there's a problem Cameron and I need help with."

"Problem being… What exactly?" She asked.

"Not here." He waved his hand and looked around. "Come, meet Cameron and we'll ask you some questions."

She nodded. "Okay." She said, grabbing her bag again. Worst comes to worst, she had enough homework.

Zackary rose and led her to the back, into the kitchen, where dishes were washing themselves and Cameron was idly fishing ice cream out of the freezer. He glanced over as Zackary entered.
"Did you manage not to freak her out?" He asked with a grin.

She nodded behind him. "Right here."

Cameron grinned warmly at her, as a carton of ice cream cascaded out of the crammed freezer.
"God…" Some water flew out of the sink at caught the carton before it fell.