October 26th, 2018
Capricorn Wing
Collège de St. Cyr
Moon in Taurus - Waxing Gibbous
The sudden crash of glass shattering breaks through the group's concentration. Ezra, who's been standing close to where Cassandra lingers every minute of this class, is first to raise his head and search around. Alec follows closely, and they're both greeted by the sight of a puddle of yellow, thick goo spread on the threadbare rug under Igor's feet.
"Fuck this shit," the Sanguinaire mutters, and Ezra rushes to assist him pick shards of glass off the ground.
"What happened?" he asks, the others staring in eager curiosity.
"Well, you can see for yourself, can't you? It thickened and failed the rubedo. I failed. Again."