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| Lily
| Age: 18
| Mythical Creature: Unicorn
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Here she was, finally, the college of her dreams. And now she had no idea what to do now that she was here. Now that she knew she was a unicorn. Eating had made her feel a million times better; she had been so hungry, she'd eaten both meals, Grand explaining that unicorns were herbivores and that she may not have been able to stand meat any more now that her true form had been unlocked, but Lily had eaten it just fine, to her own pleasure. Now that her stomach was full and she had almost completely stopped absorbing lifeforce, now... she got down to the real problems: what her existence meant, what her exposure meant, and what she wanted to do about it. She laid her head on the table, all of her much too overwhelmed to do much else other than listen as Grand explained about the general social structure of the mythical community, about magic mail, and special enchanted encryptions in computers, about blending it, the college's history of teaching intelligent creatures how to advance themselves in the human world, about the two magic dorms, the magic teachers, that he and Henry helped make sure nothing went wrong, their emergency plans, then that humans couldn't see magic anymore, ever since all magic had shifted itself in the later medieval times, almost as though evolving or as though it had a mind of its own, instead humans saw something else that the magic concocted up to make the thing seem normal; if a creature appeared in its true form, it would be seen, but look like a costume or everyday creature. Most magic scientists (because there were such things) believed that this shift was the reason why so few mythicals could use magic anymore, how it had degraded over the centuries, since the magic had to work extra hard to keep its family, all mythicals, hidden. The whole 'magic is alive' thing was creepy, but... since Lily's magic seemed to come from living things, she supposed it could possibly make some sense. And to think that just yesterday she hadn't even known magic was real.
"Magic's doing a good job," she muttered onto the table's wooden finish, her breath making the wood, once alive, light up, then the light flicker and dim to return to its original state. She blinked in question at the table before looking up at Grand.
Grand paused in the midst of launching into his next subject, "What's that?" He asked, excitement still marking his voice, passion at a sharing knowledge of a subject he loved.
Lily took the moment to ask a question that had been bothering her, "So, if the entire world knows who I am now, and to be a unicorn, my parents must have been unicorns, what's keeping them safe right now from unicorn hunters the way I'm safe here?" She was tired, and her tiredness was still in her voice, but she asked with earnest.
"Oh," Grand looked confused, "didn't I already tell you?"
"No," she sighed out. Not even Grand's incubus allure could perk her up at the moment. She just wanted to sleep, but first she needed to be sure her family was safe.
"We sent a griffin to warn them as soon as you changed, before you'd even left my office, but when we arrived at your house, there was a note saying they knew what had happened and went into hiding," Grand was grinning, the only thought occupying his mind was that there were more of her race out there, but she was alarmed.
"They knew I found out I was a unicorn and they abandoned me to cope on my own? How did they find out? Did they know this was going to happen?" She stood suddenly, leaving her seat to pace in agitation, a habit she attributed to her newly equilian side.
"Are you all right dear?" Grand asked with a concerned frown, finally picking up on her upset.
Lily thought it out in her mind, explaining for herself with the little knowledge she knew of this new magical world, and of her parents, speaking aloud, going between a mutter to a full conversation with herself intermittently. "They probably didn't know this was going to happen, they probably freaked out when I changed. I guess they could have a sensor thing on me; they're the ones who likely set the concealment, and although they wanted to help, probably didn't want to risk drawing even more attention by adding two more unicorns to the situation here, drawing far more hunters. Instead, they likely used their magic to so out and warn the other unicorns, since there's likely a whole society of them, all helping and protecting and hiding each other. All unicorns are probably trying to send their children as defended as possible against discovery into the real world, to live normal lives and keep their race alive, quietly growing stronger and more in number, undiscovered and unknowing, so that no one will find out there are still unicorns and then begin the hunt for them, but now they've been undone by my exposure, after 800 years of hiding." She stopped pacing a moment, amazed by how horribly she had screwed up everything for her entire race. "I just wanted to go to college." She whispered, collapsing into tears like she had earlier that day, crying for her exposure, crying for an entire race, crying for those that would be hunted down because of her stupid application being sensed as magical, crying because her parents had left her alone to deal with this, crying at the eyes that had greedily followed her in the cafeteria, crying because she wasn't normal, crying because she had been raised normal, crying because her race was coveted as objects and not feeling beings, crying because magic had abandoned her to live this life in fear, hunted by all, and not enjoying the company of her family, as magic considered all mythicals. And she cried because before, she really had believed there was a God, but if all these myths were true and magic was real, what did that say about God?
Grand tried to comfort her, but after he got too close, a single live tree in the corner of the room grew with amazing speed long branches that stretched across the room and blocked him from coming any closer to her, as well as broke his magic touch with her, although she was unaware of how she had affected her surroundings by being upset, crying into her knees and hands, not really bothering with looking around her in her present unhappy state of mind, her wish and need to just be alone and cry prompting her friends magic and nature into action.
