{"id":29371,"date":"2026-02-13T12:22:44","date_gmt":"2026-02-13T17:22:44","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2026-02-13T12:22:44","modified_gmt":"2026-02-13T17:22:44","slug":"event-1330","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/havenrpg.net\/newsite\/2026\/02\/13\/event-1330\/","title":{"rendered":"Seraphina&#8217;s Thomas Hale&#8217;s Masterclass: The Mind and You"},"content":{"rendered":"<style>\n    .edgt-post-text-inner p {\n        margin-bottom: 35px !important;\n    }\n    <\/style>\n<p><strong>Date:<\/strong> 2026-02-13 00:20<\/p>\n<hr>\n<p><span style=\"color:#008000\">               (<\/span>Seraphina&#8217;s Thomas Hale&#8217;s Masterclass: The Mind and You<span style=\"color:#008000\">)<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#008080\">        [<\/span>Fri Feb 13 2026<span style=\"color:#008080\">]<\/span><\/p>\n<p>In the master bedroom of an old brownstone<br \/>The master bedroom is generous in scale, yet its volume feels tempered by the density of books and collected objects that occupy its edges. A tall four-poster bed anchors the room, its layered quilts and softened lace coverlet lending weight rather than ornament. Deep green walls absorb most of the light from a pair of low, shaded lamps, leaving the corners in a muted, velvety shadow. A faint draft slips in beneath the window, stirring the air. Low bookshelves run along the far wall and into the corners, packed with volumes on theology, folklore, and obscure histories&#8211;some marked with scraps of cloth or pressed flowers that have long since lost their color.<\/p>\n<p>It is about <span style=\"color:#008080\">60<\/span>F(<span style=\"color:#008080\">15<\/span>C) degrees.  The mist is heaviest <span style=\"color:#393e41\">A<span style=\"color:#393f45\">t<span style=\"color:#394048\"> <span style=\"color:#39414c\">B<span style=\"color:#38424f\">i<span style=\"color:#384353\">r<span style=\"color:#374556\">c<span style=\"color:#36465a\">h<span style=\"color:#35475d\"> <span style=\"color:#344861\">a<span style=\"color:#334a65\">n<span style=\"color:#324b68\">d<span style=\"color:#304c6c\"> <span style=\"color:#2f4d6f\">A<span style=\"color:#2d4f73\">t<span style=\"color:#2b5077\">l<span style=\"color:#28517b\">a<span style=\"color:#25537e\">n<span style=\"color:#225482\">t<span style=\"color:#1e5586\">i<span style=\"color:#19578a\">c<\/span\/span>\/span<\/p>\n<p>The O-M-G is what makes <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Mercy<\/span> snap her head up from the phone. She&#8217;d almost forgotten Thomas was possessed. Or this was his doppelganger. Or really eccentric identical twin. What ever the reason it&#8217;s still breaking her brain a little. Then she angles the back of the phone towards herself for a proper look at it like she&#8217;d forgotten what it said, and that it&#8217;s glittery. &#8220;Ah shit, was at the used phone store when someone was hookin&#8217; me up with my first an&#8217; wanted to be cheeky. Ain&#8217; seen one like it since, sorry man.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Avalon says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">I think I saw one the other day, but can&#8217;t recall the shop<\/span>&#8220;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I can&#8217;t imagine why you would think it would be embarrassing to be caught in bed with the person that you are dating and living with.&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Seraphina<\/span> remarks, looking a bit amused at Avalon. She ticks her chin over to Mercy, &#8220;She here then to hold the camera, I take it?&#8221; She puts her duffel down, having found no reason to dig within it. <\/p>\n<p>Thomas complains to Seraphina, Avalon, and Mercy, &#8220;I&#8217;m confused.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No, she wanted to tag along&#8230; I pressume she likes watching&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Avalon<\/span> comments with a glance towards Mercy and a smile, before telling &#8220;Besides, it&#8217;s impersonal if someone takes it&#8230; I want that thing in which it is self aimed, feels closer&#8221; He shares with Seraphina before commenting to Thomas, trying to simplify it &#8220;Do you want to be in a picture?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Mercy looks between Avalon and Seraphina when the latter presumes she is to be the photographer of this impromptu boudoir session. &#8220;I kinda jus&#8217; tagged along to make sure he ain&#8217; get himself into too much trouble. Or you know, break yer fine china an&#8217; all th- no I ain&#8217;t!&#8221; She snaps to Avalon. <\/p>\n<p>Immediately, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Thomas&#8217;s<\/span> face brightens to Avalon. &#8220;Sure!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I only broke a door, alright? It&#8217;s not like I peed on the door like I did with Lawson&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Avalon<\/span> snaps back at Mercy with a pointed finger, before glancing back at Thomas and putting on a smile, almost like talking to a kid- He really is not good at regulating how he speaks &#8220;Great. Then we just need your girlfriend to join us, and we take it&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>laughs softly and nods to Mercy, &#8220;Well, appreciated, but luckily we don&#8217;t have any fine, fancy china!&#8221; Because Thomas is so eager and happy to oblige in Avalon&#8217;s odd need, so it seems <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Seraphina<\/span> is happy enough. Or resigned? But she takes Thomas&#8217;s hand. <\/p>\n<p>Mercy dismisses Avalon with a roll of her eyes, which land on Thomas&#8217; shoes afterwards. She lets them linger a few seconds before telling him, with a higher pitched and more overly feminine, lispy inflection, &#8220;I like yer shoes.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Thank you!&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Thomas<\/span> says brightly to Mercy, going to put his arm around Seraphina, shirtless. He strikes a pose, arching his back, his ass out a little in tight jeans. &#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Thank you!&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Thomas<\/span> says brightly to Mercy, going to put his arm around Seraphina, shirtless. He strikes a pose, arching his back, his ass out a little in tight jeans. <\/p>\n<p>Mercy knows Avalon isn&#8217;t going to properly encourage either party during this break-in photo shoot, so when Thomas and Seraphina start getting into position there comes the loud <i>CRACK, CRACK<\/i> of a perfectly executed Z-snap. &#8220;Yaaaaas come through, y&#8217;all! Fabulous.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>And with a smirk as he glances towards Thomas and Seraphina, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Avalon<\/span> shakes his head a couple times and tells &#8220;Well, no, not like that&#8230; I&#8217;m going to stand in between you&#8230; And someone needs to snap the phone for me, I cannot take it backwards&#8221; He seems adamant on this, likely because he&#8217;s already dropped it enough today. There&#8217;s a moment of thought, before he tells Thomas directly &#8220;Though I do think that you two should be naked, to capture all your essence&#8230; Like&#8230; This&#8221; He says going through his gallery for a couple seconds, before showing the screen to the professor <\/p>\n<p>Mercy says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">I am jus&#8217; -LIVIN- fer what yer servin&#8217; here tonight. Gagged.<\/span>&#8220;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I bought them for him tonight. As a gift, pre-lecture.&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Seraphina<\/span> says to Mercy. Clearly, she purchased it all. Down to the undies. She puts her hand on his rear, giving his tush a squeeze since he&#8217;s sticking it out. &#8220;So how do you want to do this?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You bes&#8217; believe there ain&#8217; nothin&#8217; that speaks of love more than the gift of good footwear. Get it gorl.&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Mercy<\/span> states to Seraphina with an approving nod. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I think he wants us naked,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Thomas<\/span> giggles to Seraphina. When she squeezes his bottom, there&#8217;s a little push back into it. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yeah, in my pursuit for art, I&#8217;ve come to realize it&#8217;s the best way&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Avalon<\/span> comments with a nod, it&#8217;s definitely not that the first person happened to be naked and he&#8217;s rolling with it <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You broke in too early, fae luck and all that, hm?&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Seraphina<\/span> says to Avalon, though it is with some hesitancy in which she says this. <\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Thomas<\/span> compromises to Avalon, &#8220;What if like&#8230; we just sex it up a little? Strip down to our skivvies for like, a like totally tasteful glamour shot?&#8221; He looks to Seraphina for approval of his suggestion. <\/p>\n<p>Thomas chortles to himself. &#8220;Skivvies is a funny wordle.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Look, it&#8217;s them&#8230;&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Avalon<\/span> tells Mercy, turning around to look at her for a moment and stare at her as if that explained everything, then he tilts his head for a moment towards Seraphina, deadpaning at her and telling &#8220;I can come back in twenty minu-&#8221; There&#8217;s a glance at Thomas &#8220;Ten minutes&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>With obvious confusion, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Thomas<\/span> asks, &#8220;What happens in ten minutes?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Thomas exclaims, &#8220;Ooh!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Then, keeping the glance on Thomas, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Avalon<\/span> replies the latest question with a &#8220;Oh, nothing impressive, don&#8217;t worry&#8221; Batting his hand away, before telling him &#8220;And I mean, if you want to keep your underwear on&#8230; Well, you know, if you don&#8217;t want to show it for some reason&#8230;&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Seraphina chews on her bottom lip, worrying the flesh there some, her gaze drifting from Avalon to Mercy, then over to Thomas. She pats his hand softly. &#8220;I suppose&#8230;&#8221; she allows as much. &#8220;He thinks we&#8217;ll be fucking in ten minutes, bookworm.&#8221; To Mercy, she remarks, &#8220;I thought about that at the gym. But god, the way some people are, I&#8217;d be cleaning jell-o out of every room for weeks.&#8221; She levels a look at Avalon. &#8220;I do need to get to bed, soon, Avalon. <br \/><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Date: 2026-02-13 00:20 (Seraphina&#8217;s Thomas Hale&#8217;s Masterclass: The Mind and You) [Fri Feb 13 2026] In the master bedroom of an old brownstoneThe master bedroom is generous in scale, yet its volume feels tempered by the density of books and collected objects that occupy its&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_bbp_topic_count":0,"_bbp_reply_count":0,"_bbp_total_topic_count":0,"_bbp_total_reply_count":0,"_bbp_voice_count":0,"_bbp_anonymous_reply_count":0,"_bbp_topic_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_reply_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_forum_subforum_count":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[133],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-29371","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-calendarlog"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/havenrpg.net\/newsite\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29371","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/havenrpg.net\/newsite\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/havenrpg.net\/newsite\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/havenrpg.net\/newsite\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/havenrpg.net\/newsite\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=29371"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/havenrpg.net\/newsite\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29371\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/havenrpg.net\/newsite\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=29371"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/havenrpg.net\/newsite\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=29371"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/havenrpg.net\/newsite\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=29371"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}