Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20141220234720/@comment-26267177-20141222040538

Finn Witch, for once, did not wake up to the calmly stirring, sly tunes of his alarm clock. Rather, he was awoken by the voices of the panicked students out in the halls- whispering, shouting, wondering, and everything in between. Raising an eyebrow, he felt the strong urge to easily pull himself back into sleep mode but reluctantly accepted that it was too late to do so. After a moment, he shot his arm out, forcing the covers off of him.

It only took one casual glance down at himself for the sea witch to realize that something about this day was very, very off.