Surreal was rather sure she was going to want to kill someone when this was all over, and it was most likely going to be herself.

Her opponent couldn't match her mastery of Titian's knifework, for which Surreal felt a fierce surge of pride, but she was getting her ass handed to her in hand-to-hand. Repeatedly. Her bruises had bruises ( Read more... )

It was going to be difficult to get to class today.

Everything had been fine, right up until Surreal had started to skip steps as she bounded down the stairs, and by the time she reached the bottom and went to jump from the top six....

and landed, gracefully, on four feet instead of two.

This? Was not acceptable. Surreal howled her ( Read more... )

Surreal SaDiablo was not a fool.

( I'll be what I'll be. )

( The Witch )