St. Langoustine University [M] {IC}

[RisingPhoenix]

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{EARLIER TODAY}
Headmaster Devin Porters stood in front of the 1st Years to induct them into St. Langoustine University. He started off with some long and boring speech and finally ended on a good note. He informed them that they would receive ID cards and that these ID cards would allow them entry into the different buildings and classrooms. He told them that the ID cards were not to be lost as they were used to do everything.

You had to use your ID card to purchase your lunch, to buy a bottled soda, to access your dorm room, to access the internet...... EVERYTHING.

Though Toshiro wasn't a 1st Year, he often times simply sat off in the distance and listened to the Headmaster speak. It often times was so monotone that he found himself near sleep. Sighing, he perked his ears when the Headmaster began to speak again.

"You all are now allowed to have your phones in class, though we expect you to use control with texting and we trust that you will listen to the instructor at all times. We hope you enjoy your time here at St. Langoustine University and we encourage friendships even relationships but exercise caution."

He smiled and left off the stage as the 1st Years seemed stricken with confusion some were asleep but some seemed quite enthused after the speech. Toshiro simply smirked and stood up walking towards the Office. He already had his ID card since he was a 5th Year, but he felt the need to visit his ex boyfriend Savah, who was probably too busy as he usually was.

{CURRENT}
Savah stood in his dorm room, attempting to pick out an outfit. There was a party held off campus and he was sure to go having been invited by this cute guy he had met a few days ago. He wasn't sure who else he knew was going but he was set on making tonight a night to remember. Smiling, he fetched his knee high boots and his skinny jeans and grabbed a black tank top. He then fetch his button up silk shirt that was translucent and hid nothing.

Smiling, he jumped in the shower and took a nice warm one. The water flowed over him ever so gently and he felt so soothed by the warming embrace of the water.

After the shower, Savah wrapped a towel around him after drying off and walked back into his room. He stood in front of the mirror and started fixing his hair. His beautiful glowing grey hair seemed to shimmer in both the sunlight and moonlight. He decided to let it hang but curled it a bit so that it lay ever so beautifully on his shoulders. His bangs went well past his shoulders and he simply played with them while spraying on some beautifully exotic scents.

Pulling on the skinny jeans, having decided to go commando. He got fully dressed and looked at himself in the mirror once more before he heard a knock on his door.

Walking to the door, he opened it to see Toshiro standing there with a devious smirk on his face.

"What do you want?" Savah snapped as he walked back towards his bed and sat down, his back to Toshiro.

"Dang, three years in a relationship and that's how you greet me?" Toshiro replied as he pulled out a card from his pocket, "some dude told me to give this to you, seemed really happy about it, oh and I came to see if you're riding with me to the party or not."

"I have a car Toshiro, I'm not helpless," Savah replied with a bit of a sour tone. Toshiro shrugged and turned around after placing the card down on the bed.

"Well, I just thought you would want to save some gas or something," Toshiro replied as he headed back towards the door, "I'll catch you around campus then Savah."

Savah sat there, not sure what to do. Why was he so mean to Toshiro? He had pushed him away with his constant bickering and constant attitude and now he wondered if he was the relationship type. Toshiro had only tried to be a good boyfriend but Savah just seemed to push him away every chance he got. Finally Toshiro had gotten tired of it and left, Savah felt awful but he couldn't take back what he did and he was too prideful to apologize.

Savah stood up and adjusted himself having the feeling of tears itching at the corner of his eyes. He grabbed his keys and his cell phone and walked out of his dorm room making sure his wallet contained his ID card.

[Higurashi]

After the speech ALex went and acquired his card. He still didn't entirely get its function. Alex Dreaston stared blankly at the card. He could feel the various thoughts and feelings of those around him. Most were eager, while some where scared, even less were embarresed, fewer than that were sad, and only one felt like a pit of a black hole. His thoughts never came out and any feelings that went in never returned. That was him. He was the black hole of emotion. He simply had none at the moment. He noticed what appeared to be an older student leave the room and head of somewhere. Alex shrugged and picked up his bags. He looked around the room and saw the various people emotions flowing around him. One however, a girl, happened to notice his looks. She raised her thin eyebrows and stared back. Alex blink and she was standing right in front of him. "Well hello," She said sweetly. "Mind telling me what you're looking at?" He long silvery hair flutters as she leans for ward. "Why are you looking at everyone in such a way?" She reaches out, flicks my forhead and the emptional currents vanish, my eyes returning to their normal state. "It isn't polite to spy you know." She struts of back to her friends, who giggle when she says something. I blink again, pick up my various articles and bags, and head off to my dorm room. It is spacious, with a large window. At least my room is, but the others room is locked. Not like I care. An invitation flutter in and settles on my desk. I read it. "A party huh?" I say to myself. I take of my traveling clothes and put on my formal robes, or rather, those best suited to partyiing. They were short and comfortable, and easily washable just in case. He then proceeded to pick up his short-stave and walk out of his room.

[Dirzrahel]

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People were coming to his home.

He had no idea why.

Soon he would gather up his packed belonging and move into the dorm room that was provided to him by the generous financial aid office of the university. It's not as if he strong-armed his way in to achieve another residence. He simply walked in and glared at the secretary, who in turn quickly put things in motion. In fact, he hadn't even said a word. He liked it like that. Though he still questioned as to why such service was provided to him. He had only wanted to replace his ID. He had come back to his Venetian flat, furnished and decorated with his favorite demeanor of home that seemed to mimic the layout of the Vatican City's pleasure. He sat in a black velvet chair, his mid-length brown hair still slightly wet from the bath he took. He bathed like he was taught, with mineral oils and cologne. Once a week. He never had the problem of acne or by the fact, the strong-smelling and overtaking cologne that permeated the air. In fact, it was quite timid, the smell was. He was enjoyed by many and hung around by many, which explained his situation.

A book was propped in one hand, a glass of wine on a pedestal to his right. His cellar contained many wines bottled in Sicily and the Vatican. He enjoyed its smooth texture, and sweet, fizzy taste. For some reason, six girls were surrounding him, careening over him, trying to get closer to him. He really didn't mind them. He was more focused on the novella in his hands rather than the extremely attractive girls. He was a heterosexual, for sure, but he was an odd one.

"You do realize all these females wish to mate with you?"

"Ah, Mr. Belial. You're quite aroused. Benissimo."

"WHAT!?"

The girls paid no mind to the fact that their dreamy idol had just talked to himself. In fact, none of them seemed to notice.

"Bel! The people are coming!" A young adult yelled to the owner of the house, his arms crossed.
"Why don't you put that book up and socialize?"


Rozenforte Bel'Albion looked at the boy and raised an eyebrow, flipping a page casually. He took a sip of wine, licking the red liquid from his lips softly and sweetly, the girls around him suddenly growing wet with anticipation.

"Tyrone. You've noticed the company. Benissimo."

The young adult's arms flapped uselessly at his sides as he received the reply, his mouth open in disbelief. He was just talked to, finally, by Rozenforte! This was a moment he would cherish, especially during Combat Club and Dueling Club. Though for some reason, he thought he was just insulted. He shrugged and went to the front door, opening the Venetian black iron gate and pushing it open so the company could come in.


Rozenforte casually swirled the insides of the wine glass, watching the red drink twist and twirl inside the crystal cup. He took another sip and placed it gently upon the pedestal next to him, flipping a page as the girls around him gasped as he moved.

"E poi la ragazza si lamentava..."


For those who don't understand Italian, Rozenforte was currently reading an adult romance book. At the present time he was getting into one of the hot and heavy moments of the book, but his face showed no emotion, only blank expression. One of his mysterious qualities that had girls questioning him constantly.

[Mysteria]

Nessa Helyanwë sat in her chair levitating her pen back and forth across her lap as Headmaster Devin Porters stood in front of the 1st year group giving his welcoming speech. "cards, water, internet, cell phones." Nessa listened with little interest. After all, it was pretty much just common sense stuff anyhow.

Nessa left the room and headed out to find the office so she could grab her ID Card and head back to her room. She really didn't know anyone at St. Langoustine's yet and since she didn't have a room mate chances are it would be awhile until she got to know anyone that well anyhow. It really didn't matter to Nessa, she knew it would all fall into place whenever the time came.

It appeared that it may fall into place sooner than she expected though when some chick she didn't even know handed her a card and shouted over her shoulder "Hope to see you there, it's going to be a good time." Nessa's eyes followed the girl. It hadn't struck her as odd that another girl would have invited her to a party although she thought it odd that the girl hadn't taken the time to introduce herself. The fact was it was common for other chicks to invite her to parties or introduce themselves and it usually went well until they found out that although Nessa had played in the minors once she'd never went major. Although Nessa had always been highly flattered by their offers it was simple. Nessa liked men, unless they pissed her off then she was usually just the type to go off brooding alone somewhere.

Nessa looked over the card. Rozenforte Bel'Albion. Again someone she didn't know but she'd go all the same. Rushing back to her room Nessa showered and brushed out her long locks, applying minimal makeup, just enough to accentuate her green eyes and add a touch of color to her pale cheeks. She'd never been ashamed of her heritage but she hated the fact that she had inherited the pale skin traits.

Pulling on a tank top and pair of dark jeans, topped with boots she was ready to head over to the party. As she walked out of her dorm room to her teal green wrangler she noticed a bunch of people hanging around. Nessa could feel the excitement being emitted from most of them and figured that some if not all of them were excited for the first party of the year.

What the hell, Nessa shrugged to herself. Now was as good as a time as any to start getting to know people. As she popped the doors off her jeep and threw them in the back she simply said "Names Nessa. Anyone need a ride to the party at Bel'Albion's place? I'm heading there now."

[Higurashi]

I walk through the hallways and think back to my days back home. Most, if not all were not pleasent. First, his abilities had ammounted to him being secluded from his friends. Then, when he had surpassed all records for progress the others started despising him. When he had gotten out of school no one would take him on for any job, so he was penniless. The fact that he couldn't even become a Seer till he was thirty made it even worse. When anyone found out about his abilities they instantly despised him. None would get near him for fear of his seeing their true intentions. Like the girl passing by for instance. She was cheating on her boyfriend and having sex with another man. That old man sitting in the door was actually a rich man, who begged for fun. The small child playing with his friends actually hated everyone. it was a lonely life... While thinking he smacked straight into the girl from earlier. "You going to the party?" She asks coyly. "I am, and I hope to see YOU there. And remember NO SPYING... Kay?" She then speeds off somewhere. I here a girl ask if anyone needs a ride. I walk over and introduce myself, then say, "Um yess would you be so kind as to give me a lift?"

[nonangelic92]

Lilli twirled around her room, loving the new clothes she bought a day or two ago. She coundn't figure out what to wear to this party. She stood in front of the mirror and smiled at herself. For being half fairy and half human, she didn't look half bad. Long hair flowing down her back, twinkling blue green eyes, light sun-kissed skin, beautiful colored wings, and long legs, man, was she blessed.

She decided to pick out a white short sleeved indian blouse with tribal desgins in pink, a pair of blue jean capris and sandals. She pinned her hair up and left a few strands alone. She grabbed her ID card,cell, and the invite and made her way out.

She had just reached the sidewalk outside of her dormitory, when she heard someone yell, "Names Nessa. Anyone need a ride to the party at Bel'Albion's place? I'm heading there now." Shee looked around and saw a blonde half elven girl in a jeep. She ran over and stood behind a guy in a type of robes asking for a ride, " Same with me please."

[DB.]

Hayden was barely paying attention to the Head Master as he was making his long and boring speech. He was more busy trying to ignore the scent of food in the air. That didn't normally happen, but he was really hungry right now and the smell was just intoxicating.

The whole speech was long and arduous but one thing caught his ear, food. When it was finally over Hayden ran off in the direction of the office. The quicker he received his ID, the quicker he would be able to buy food from the cafeteria.

He entered the office and walked over to a lady behind a desk, handing out the ID cards. "Name," she asked, her eyes never leaving her computer screen.

"Um, Hayden Ross," he replied, anxious to get out. The lady typed something into the computer, looked up, nodded, and passed Hayden his ID card. Just as he was about to leave a girl came up to him and just passed him a flyer as she went to the next student.

He shrugged his shoulders and looked at what it was she gave him. It was something about a party, in a dudes house, with a weird name.

Suddenly a few thoughts came to him, party equaled food, exotic name equaled good food, and good food meant his senses wouldn't annoy him too much. Yup, that sounded about right. One, he would go to the party and two, he would eat food.

Rushing out of the door he heard someone ask if anyone needed a ride, followed by a couple of people saying they did. Hayden ran over to the group and said, "I need a ride too. Room for one more?"

[Dirzrahel]

"Egli spinta duro, il suo succo straripante nel suo..." Rozenforte read aloud, flipping the page casually as he took another sip of wine. The girls, now numbering eleven, were gathered up all around him. One girl had reigned dominantly and sat upon one of the arm's of his velvet lounging chair. The other arm was a resting place for Bel's arm, where his hand was, where girls wanted their hands to be.

Of course, Rozenforte had no idea. He'd rather them just go away so he could read in peace. Each time he recited his favorite lines, the girls would gasp. Hell, one had fainted on the couch in front of him. He was completely oblivious to the reason why.

He picked up his hand and combed his hair with his fingers, the soft dark almond hair slipping through his fingers slowly and delicately. He pulled a strand of hair from his eye's vision, since it was annoying him. He had never admitted himself to be handsome. In fact, he considered himself an average person. Or hoped he could be. Perhaps the reason he was being fawned over was because although he had on a pair of custom-fit black slacks on, his chest was covered by a black tank-top? He rather liked reading in this attire, since it was very comfortable. He sighed inside himself and closed the book, a few girls sitting up abruptly and eyeing at what he was to do. Rozenforte stood up, the girls around him standing up as well. He rose his arm, the girls gasping and bringing their hands to their mouths, their eyes sparkling. He was going to say something!

Bel pointed his finger down a hall.

"Bathroom."

He turned and walked, leaving the girls with their mouths hanging open. One extra-weird girl ran to the chair he was sitting at and plucked a strand of his hair form the cushion, smelling it, then winding it around her finger.


Of course, he wasn't really going to the bathroom. He had outfitted the hallway with an escape route in case of sudden attack or catastrophe. He knocked on a wall decorated with lattice as it turned, Rozenforte walking into the dark corridor as the secret door closed behind him. He was soon outside in his back yard at his second favorite location, the villa veranda. Soon he was situated once more, laying down on his back on a love seat upholstered with black velvet, just like his first favorite chair. He was alone, and the only way those bothersome girls would find him is if they went into the kitchen and out the sliding glass door.

He rather liked his alone time. Which was most of the time.



Meanwhile, Tyrone scampered about the house, his arms flying around in the air.

"WHERE THE HELL IS BEL AT!? WHERE IS THE ALCOHOL KEPT!?"

[spirits breath]

The rather lengthy speech seemed to drag on and on as it repeated in his head. He had to keep a Id card. Only question was, where? Looking at him at first would seem to resemble a pretty large and questionable house cat. Only with a bright blue mesh over his upper body and his purple pants that left a triangular shaped bulge at the midsection.

Walking out of the large assembly, his ID card clantched inbetween to of his left hands didgets. His tail dragged along the floor. It didn't take long for him to feel welcome. Several guys, definitly part of some group couldn't stop from laughing. "Hey furball! How is it being a tail raiser?" All the while laughing.

Ashrir just looked at them, and as he turned to where he needed to go, he couldn't resist a little thought. He didn't want to play their game, but instead flicked his tail to the side. The end of it seeming to make a small circle.

The figures, now with a puzzled look. The leader walked towards him, his crew soon following in suit. With his hands, the man pulled at the fur behind Ashrir's neck and halted the movenent of the furred male below him. "Now listen to me you fag. You don't walk away and let alone try to show your ass to me either." He pushed Ashrir forwards, and bent to pick up the tail.

The ID card fell out from in between his two didgets and fell flat on the ground. His chin hurt and the skin on the back of his neck seemed to burn. Then when his tail was pulled on, it wasn't pretty. With an almost worried state in his voice, he wanted them to let go. "Let me go. You are the one who started this, not me!"

The man looked at Ashrir, smirked and began to pull back. "Well then, what are you going to do? Hey fellas, how much do you want to bet that if I shove this marker in him that he would enjoy it?"

Ashrir looked at him in bewilderment. His natural reaction to fight seemed to grow stronger, the want to end this grew higher as the man was going to try shoving things into him. Ashrir's eyes closed, muscles in his tail shifting to the point where several spikes sprouted from the end of his tail. He yanked back hard and pulled the man with him. Using his hind legs, he kicked the man square in the groin.

The mans mody fall back, flat on the ground. Sight of Ashrirs tail loomed over his head, and a small head loomed at the side of his face. A soft voice whispered near him. "Now human. Note that just because I am gay, it doesn't mean anything. I easily could have shot a small spike into you head right now. Mabie one into your groin and you will never have sex again. But if you try to do anything again like this, and well I have desires too."

The mans face grew whiter in fear. His voice quivered, "Fine, just. Just get away from me you freak."

Ashrir gave a small smile, he tilted his tail to the side and pushed hard with his tail. A small spike was launched from his tail into the ground next to the mans head. "It doesn't take much to realize that your friends don't support these actions you have done. Now get going." Relaxing some of the muscles in his tail, the small spikes slowely retracted, going into him once again.
He let his tail slide across the humans legs, and picked at the ID card he was given. He kept flicking it up and it would drop. "Shit..." He bent his head over and using his tounge, he pressed it firmly over the cards side and retracted his tounge fast pulling the ID card up with it. He walked back to where his room was. Still yet to see his room mate, but at least his things should be there by now.

Walking through the thinning crowd, his four limbs moved swiftly as he kind of needed to just get into his room and see it. He looked around, trying to figure out how he was going to open it. The last set of door he had, he just pushed at and they opened. These had handles on them. Crouching down, his butt high in the air, he pushed up onto his hind legs. Walking towards the door, he spat out the card to his hand. He put the card into its slot, following the directions. Red. He tried again. Red. On the third time... red. That was until he looked at the room number and the number on his card.

Turning around, he tried the door to the opposite side of the one he couldn't open. green. "Now I feel a bit stupid, but at least I am in." As he pushed the handle down, the door opened quickly, little resistance was present. As he came into the room, his tail flicked the door closed behind him the card in his mouth again. It seemed as if his room mate already was here. He looked to the side, his bags easily identefied as white and had Ashrir over them. "I hope it is here." He walked on two legs to his bag, unclicking the small buckles of them easily. The bags opened and his bright purple coller was there along with his favorite shirt.

He pulled his green mesh shirt over his head and onto his body, then reaching down again, tail being pushed back, he brought up his coller. He fastened it around his neck, a small click as it buckled at his neck. The small heart shaped charm reflected the rooms light with its movements. As he looked around the room, seeing a small brush and more noticably the drips of water by the shower. He looked around cautiously, wondering why he had just put on a shirt. He looked into his bag, grabbing the small brush he had, not the kind that whomever his room mate would enjoy as it was meant to pull out loose hairs, not get out knots.

As he scrounged around his bag, looking for some fruit scented shampoo and conditioner, he worked his way to the shower. He didn't bother closing the shower door as he didn't see it neccisary. Stepping into the shower, the water already warm and matting his fur down. He looked as if he just lost fifteen pounds from that alone. As he started to brush his fur down, large clumps already forming on the brush. And going down the small drain. He threw out about a good handful of hairs if they were all pressed together tightly. Using his shampoo and conditioner, he soon became a large ball of white foam to be replaced with black as the water washed it away. In short, he just killed twenty minutes in the shower and put his clothes back on which made it a total of twenty five minutes to get ready from getting naked, showering, and getting dressed.

"Well I have to say, at least I feel cleaner now. And now to figure out where this room is exactly." As he left, his card in hand, he started remembering what had happened ot him and how hard it was to get his card. He slipped it into his pants. The small card conformed to the arced curve of the area to the right of his hip. "Now I shouldn't lose this and not like I am hiding anything. If I can't get the card out without taking these pants off." He went ot go walk outside, get a feel for the campus. His skin still wet, but his fur seemed to hold it in as well. Mainly onto the shirt and pants.

[Cheshire]

Earlier

Boring... so boring... could he talk any more and say any less? Blah blah blah, ID cards... yatta yatta phones... phones... right... as if there was even anyone to talk to...

These were the thoughts going though the mind of Léa Brandis as the old man who seemed to be somewhat important kept talking and talking... she hadn't really payed attention to who he was... probably the guy in charge... maybe not... it didn't really matter... she only needed to know who was going to help her control her magic. Knowing other people was just an unnecessary risk that she didn't exactly feel like taking.
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At the Party

Léa sat in the corner of the room, drinking a cup of wine and looking around the room, she didn't know why she came here... social interactions were pointless. Being social just bred emotion which, in her case, just bred destruction. All the same, they had free drinks, in a manner of speaking... her bracelet would keep her from demolishing the building and killing everyone at least. She just wished she could be in class right now... one step closer to getting a handle on this damn curse of hers.

She drifted into thought... the usual thoughts... why did she have to be a mage... her magic had brought her nothing but misery, and she lamented the fact that she had to be cursed with these powers. If she could get a handle on them she could do so much, but as she was she was nothing more than a broken shell of a mage, leaking power and threatening to destroy everything around her like a faulty nuclear reactor.

She quickly emptied the contents of her cup, and got up to fetch some more... when someone walked up to her.

"Hey, you're that super-powerful mage girl we've been hearing about, right?" he asked, "Show us a trick!" he practically demanded, though in a rather lighthearted tone.

... she lit the collar of his shirt on fire and continued on her way to the drinks... okay, she might have already had a little too much wine at this point. Regardless she poured herself another cup of water, and began sipping it almost immediately... magically turning it into wine... one of the few useful tricks she'd learned... in her eyes, at least, not even bothering to return to her seat...

I'm not some damn clown for your damn amusement...

[RisingPhoenix]

A swirling mass of fire burst forth in front of the girls that had surrounded the host of the party. Toshiro stepped out of the fire and watched as it slowly vanished and soon was nothing more than a bit of ash on the floor. Sighing, he looked up and noticed the girls. Smirking, he waved and looked around the house that the party would soon commence in.

"Nice place," He said softly as the girls eyed him with a mixture of suspicion and pleasure. His eyes sparkled their deadly color as his foot steps echoed with every step he took.

"Do you know where Rozenforte is?" Toshiro asked ignoring the looks they were giving him. One girl smiled and pointed towards the bathroom, another said nothing but simply placed her finger in her mouth. Toshiro sighed, being able to read minds was something he hated, for this girl was having pleasurable thoughts about him and was undressing him with her mind. Closing his eyes he said nothing and began to walk further into the house.

As the girls scrambled to get to their feet, one fell and lacerated their knee. The blood leaked out and Toshiro's eyes flashed crimson and scarlet. His fangs elongated. He hadn't fed in a long time and the girls were simply there which meant free food.

In a flash, he had bitten into the neck of the bleeding girl and had drained her dry but he still had a thirst to quench. He was very clean with his kills, he never allow blood to simply spill and he always buried the bodies. The girls screamed as loud as they could but their screams were silenced soon after.

Toshiro stood up after draining the last girl and licked his lips. His eyes flashed back to their original color and he sighed. They were such beautiful girls, too bad he was hungry. One by one he removed them from the house, moving in a blur of motion. The first one he buried in less than a minute, the second was just as quick, soon he had them all buried in an open lot not far from the house.

When he walked back into the house he heard yelling. Someone asking about alcohol. Swiftly he moved like the silent killer he was and was soon behind the boy. Smirking he became that of shadows and seemed to have no solid frame as his face appeared beside the boy's ear.

"Where is Rozenforte?" Toshiro asked in a rather eerie voice.



Savah had made it to the parking lot and was opening up the doors of his Escalade when he noticed a beautiful green jeep being filled with students, one of which he knew as a 6th Year but the others must've been 1st Years because it was the first time he had seen either of them.

Smiling, he watched them crowd into the Jeep all the while he was climbing into his Escalade. Starting the car, he rushed out of the parking lot and onto the open road heading towards the house. It was about a 40 minute drive from campus but he was sure by the time he got there, EVERYTHING would have started.

[Mysteria]

Nessa nodded to each one as they said they needed a ride. "Looks like this rides full, everyone pile in."

Some of them looked like they had been at school for awhile and the rest looked as new as she did. The good thing was that having some there who weren't first year probably meant they new the way to the party. She didn't have to ask as she heard someone outside of the jeep saying something about following the Escalade that had just pulled out ahead of them. It seemed almost too easy.

As Nessa headed the jeep down the highway she turned, smiling at everyone who had piled in. The only one who had introduced himself was the one named Hayden whose hair was black as a ravens and his eyes. Nessa almost caught herself blushing. His eyes were the most curious golden color and she couldn't stop staring at him.

One thing certain about this college was that there was a huge diverse group of people attending.

"So, you all know my name is Nessa. What's your names? Anyone have anything you want to listen to it looks like we're going to be driving for awhile. Hayden why don't you find something to put on? "

Nessa hated the silence unless she was alone and she never minded being alone. She rather enjoyed the solitude most of the time. More than anything though she hated being with people she didn't know. At least with them all in the small confines of the jeep it wouldn't take them long to get to know each other. Nessas hair blew wildly around her face as the jeep rolled down the highway. She was glad she had taken the doors off. It gave her a much more carefree feeling and put her at ease. Hopefully it would put the others at ease more quickly too.

[Dirzrahel]

A hastened rustling went about as cabinets and drawers were open and shut, the goal of alcohol yet to be reached. Just wine, at a party? Ridiculousness! Tyrone rummaged around insanely until he got to the island bar in the middle of the full kitchen, opening the bottom to find a treasure trove.

Whiskey, rum, schnapps, vodka, LIQUOR! The island bar had a built-in freezer in it, full of goodies that Ty could barely keep his eyes off of. He brought all the handles up, stacking and placing them on the granite counter of the island bar. Tumblers and shot glasses came up with it, all branded with the crest of Bel'Albion House. The poor guy wished Bel wouldn't be mad about the use of these things.

He had already taken two good double-shots of Crown Royal as an eerie voice sneaked up on him, talking into his ear. Ty looked to the voice, face to face with insidious eyes.

"Psh, like I know. He usually goes outside when his the 'peace of the inside' is gone." Tyrone replied, going back to his consumption of double-shot after double-shot of rum.


Meanwhile, Rozenforte was still casually laying down, flipping the page of his book. He touched his eye-patch momentarily, shifting his hand to take another sip of his wine.

"Il vampiro is here..." He commented to himself, flipping the page as he was done.

"Yes, young master."

"Ah, Mr. Belial. You sensed him. Benissimo."

[nonangelic92]

Lilli was glad that Nessa agreed to driving her. Sure she had her license and a car, when one could bum a ride. "Well, my name is Lilli. I'm a sixth year. Thanks for giving me a ride. If you ever need anything ask me and I'll give you an answer." She smiled and leaned back, loving the wind in her hair.

She glanced over at the guy in the cloak, who told Nassa his name was Alex. He was sorta cute for what looks like a first year. His long black hair and red eyes did go well together, and pretty in a unique way. Shewas wondering if they could see into someones soul, when she saw him looking at her, she looked away and blushed.

[Higurashi]

(I distinctly remember saying I introduced myself.)

I nearly go flying out of the jeep when she takes a sharp turn, all for but my seatbelt being firmly attached. He sits for awhile listening to the thoughts of the others. Most where normal thoughts, but he sensed the driver longing for the one with Golden eyes. He wondered about that. After she asked what their names were he said, "My name is Alex Dreaston. Nice to meet you and thank you for the ride." He then sat back in his seat, took out his I-Pod and listened to several Irish Jigs for the rest of the ride. He put out his mind to the drivers and lurked through it. She was obviously new to the school first off. He flicke through her memories, some pleasent, some not so much. He stopped on the ones concerning a show about pshycics.... What rubbish, he thought. There is absolutely NO way that we're like that. He scrolled through her memories some more, then proceeded to do the same for the rest of the occupants. He noticed the girl looking at him and heard her thoughts. Why yes they can in fact... He nodded to her and noticed her blush.

[DB.]

Hayden quickly stepped into the car's front seat like the girl told him. He was anxious to go and get to the party

The car soon drove off in the direction of the party, and the food. Food sounded really good to him right then and there; so good he could even taste it in his mouth. As he thought of the food his stomach started rumbling and Hayden made a whining noise.

"Hayden why don't you find something to put on," the girl asked, bringing Hayden out of his thoughts. "What did she say before that," Hayden thought as he reached to turn the radio on, "Her name or something. Was it Ness, or Nessy; maybe Nessia. Or Nessa, yeah, I think that's it, I hope."

He switched the radio over the the closet alternative rock station. "How's that, Nessa," he said, hoping he had the name right.

[Mysteria]

(again, sorry Higurashi, it did say you introduced yourself, I just didn't see the name there)

Hayden, Alex, and Lilli. Nessa repeated the words to herself several times so she wouldn't forget them. She nodded at Hayden. That station worked for her and if it didn't for the others they could speak up. She smiled at Lilli when she made the comment that if she ever needed anything to let her know. Obviously Lilli had been around campus longer than she had and it would come in handy knowing someone who knew the ins and outs of the place.

Pulling up in front of a huge spread Nessa cut the engine and jumped out of the jeep. Grabbing the keys Nessa pocketed them in her pants pockets. Turning to everyone else she grinned as she spoke. "It's party time." Nessa looked at the massive home. It was beautiful. She wanted to get inside and check out the place and find out who this owner was. Someone obviously had good taste.

Once inside she wandered away from the others looking for something to drink. Whiskey, rum, the usual. She found it to be odd considering the appearance of the place that there wasn't any wine to be found. Surely there had to be wine around this house somewhere and she intended on finding it and if not, then she'd give in and drink some Tequilla, that is if she could even find that. She had school tomorrow, she'd feel better sticking with the wine though for all intense purposes.

It was then that Nessa noticed the doors leading outside. Stepping through them she wandered out into huge yard. It reminded her of home. It was quiet, and peaceful.

[Cheshire]

Downing another cup, Léa sighed loudly, tossing the cup and nailing some hulking 4th year student in the head. He turned and glared at her, but she simply flipped him off and stumbled away.

Shortly afterwords she stumbled out the backdoor... wandering a bit before seeing Rozenforte. She took a few wobbly steps forward before pausing to grab her head, her ears ringing. She then managed a few steps more, "Hey... mr... hic... mishter fanshy pantsh..."she muttered, stammering and slurring... "You... you know where... where a girl could find a nishe... peashfull plashe to... lay down and... shut the fucking ringing up in 'er damn 'ead..." she barely managed that before stumbling a few steps forward and falling to her knees.

"Well... do ya?" she managed, watching the ground spin around.

[nonangelic92]

Lilli smiled once they pulled up to the big house. It was such a beautiful place fit for a king or an arrogant snob she thought. She entered the house and found less people then she hoped for. Great, she thought, now since I know Rozenforta isn't throwing this shin-dig, I better find Tyrone.

Lilli walked around the house, looking for Tyrone, til she spotted him near an island with multiple bottles of liquor. "Tyrone! Why in heaven are there less peopel here then I thought there would be and where is the dashing Rozenforte, hiding from the company?"

[Higurashi]

ALex carefully gets himself out of the car and walks inside. He is engulfed by a multitude of thoughts but manages to force them into order inside his head. He senses a great deal of lust and drunkeness flying around. He proceeds to go looking for the silver haired girl that had talked to him earlier. He walks down on of the quiter passages and rounds a corner, running smack into her. They end up with him on top. He looks down into her frightened eyes, which soften when they see who it is. She smiles coyly and reaches up, wrapping her arms around his head. He sensed her thought, they included many swirls, scrambled words and images.... clearly she was drunk. He then sensed a feirce passion welling up and releasing. She leaned upwards and kissed him on the lips. He blinked a few times and tryed to pull away, but she pulled him toward her person. She rolled the two of them over so that she was on top. She pressed against him and began rubbing her body against him. (Might have to make a character sheet come to think of it.) She kissed him again and held it for as long as possibe. She then licked his neck and pressed even harder against him...

[Dirzrahel]

"Lei lo cavalcava, su e giù, su e giù, su e giù..." Bel read slowly and delicately, suddenly noticing a girl on her knees near him. He hadn't paid any attention to what she had been saying beforehand, but she was obviously quite drunk.

"She's an elemental mage, young master."

"Ah, Mr. Belial. I sense arousal."

"STOP THAT!"

Rozenforte smiled within himself. He knew that would get Mr. Belial to be silent for a while, or until he called upon him.

The Italian gentlemen closed his book softly, swinging a ribbon in place to hold his page. He stood up then fully, sliding the book gingerly into the back pocket of his slacks. He looked down to the girl and bent over, taking her small frame into his arms and holding her, cradling her within his arms. It was not a romantic gesture, simply, she was annoying. She needed to be removed.

"Principessa. Allow me to give you your wish."

Rozenforte made his way down the granite step-stone patch to the sliding glass doors, passing by a an elvish-looking girl. He paid no mind to her, simply glared into her eyes with his right eye, his other hidden by an eye-patch. He moved past her in that split-second of gazing, going through the doors and immediately seeing Tyrone. Bel paid no mind tot he drunken fool, but did notice Lilli-coni was speaking to him. He hoped openly within his mind that he would not receive anymore unexpected visits. He passed by the vampire on his way, and received many looks after walking into the common room. Many whispered silently as he walked in, his beautiful self carrying a drunk little girl around. Some grew extremely jealous of the one in his arms.

Though through the while, Rozenforte cared not. He went down a hall and stepped by a boy being mounted by a girl. His right eye strayed and found the boy's eyes, his gaze sending a message of cold, murderous intent. Bel did not say a word though. He simply continued along, going up steps and opening a door to behold the master bedroom. A king-size bed dominated the room, where he placed the girl after pulling down the covers and then snugging her up.

"Stay here, little principessa. There is a bell on the night stand. Ring twice, the butler will come." Rozenforte said, turning around without another word and exiting the room. He backtracked all the way, passing everyone and going out the back sliding door once more, passing by the elf girl again. He laid back down in the love seat, taking the book out and continuing where he left off, sipping his wine.


Tyrone looked around, his vision hazed extremely but still able to make out a voice.

"Lillllllllllllllleeeee..." Tyrone slurred, taking another double-shot thereafter.

"Heeezaaa, 'round hurrr sumhurrs..."

[DB.]

The car slowly came to a halt and was turned off. Hayden quickly rushed out of the seat and into the house as he shouted, "thanks for the ride guys!"

The faint smell of food entered his nostrils as he entered the house. Slowly sniffing the air he followed the scent into the kitchen. Looking around he saw his prize, the refrigerator.

Opening it he looked over it's contents; he was right, with a weird name came great food. There was a multitude of hams, beef, cheese, and a wide assortment of other things. Hayden reached into the refrigerator and pulled out a few slices of ham and closed the door. He picked up a bottle of wine from the nearby counter and opened it up.

He kept eating as he walked throughout the house, seeing a man take a woman that seemed drunk somewhere.

Hayden swallowed the food in his mouth and looked around, "Um, now what?"

[nonangelic92]

Lilli glared at Tyrone, "I just saw him, but thanks." She moves around to the other side and slapped his hand away from the alchol. "No more, got that. You know how you are, one minute your here the next your making out with a guy and throwing up everywhere. If I come back and find you drinking your gonna wish I hadn't." She moved to the doors leading outside and open them graciously.

Lilli saw Rozenforte laying on a very comfty looking love seat. She sat on the grass next to the love seat, waiting for him to notice her. It was incredible to see that in all the guys she had come to know, she liked Rozenforte the best. Not because of his charm but his confidence himself. She hadn't met many men like that. She sat idly by waiting for him to take notice.

[Higurashi]

My sense take leave of me as she runs up and down my body with her own. it was at this time that I noticed that she had a tail, just a silvery as her hair. It ran from the base of her spine about a yard out. It was currently rapped around my leg. She kisses me again before I can say anything. I then look behind her and see the man who I soon found out was our host for the night. His stare rips through my soul and sacres my half to death. I shiver as I sense his thoughts.... there are none... not of his anyways. I only sense darkness and a terrible demon. I manage to get the pair of us in a standing position against a wall. Her tail is so strong that I can't escape. I move us into a nearby room and shut the door behind us. She then takes control and forces me down onto the bed. She smiles in her drunken mist and reaches down.... "no..." I say quietly and she freezes. She tilts her head and says "You don't want this?... I can pleasure you However you like..." I shake my head and say, "Its not that i don't want to. Its just that I don't know you, or anyone else for that matter." "THE OTHERS DON"T MATTER IN THIS!" She virtually yells. "I love you.... as soon as I saw you...." I blink at stare at her for awhile as she begins to cry. I then hold her close to me.... just for a little while...

[Cheshire]

After a while... Léa lazily reached up and groped around the room into she hit the bell, laying their watching the room spin around... right now her troubles happily floated away and all she could really think about was the fact that she was currently hungry as hell... and thirsty too... some water would do... maybe some more wine... all she knew is... she needed a damn butler...

"HAY! BUTLER GUY! MISHTER FANSHY PANTSH SAID I COULD CALL YA!"

[Mysteria]

Nessa watched as the one called Rozenforte picked the drunk girl up and moved past her, barely acknowledging her existance with nary more than a glare her way. Her empathic abilities were still new to her and she hadn't mastered them yet but either this guy was extremely sad or he was just happy to be alone. Nessa understood the love of solitude. She'd always appreciated her alone time. The only difference was she generally wasn't rude to other people. Maybe that was it. Maybe this Rozenforte character was by nature a rude person. If that was the case she wouldn't waste her time talking to him, no matter how damn handsome or suave he appeared to be. Even when he had reappeared he hadn't made any attempt to be civil. Normally Nessa would have thought him to be her type but what was looks without personality?

Lilli appeared from within the house and went over to sit down close to Rozenforte. Nessa figured she knew him but why anyone would bother with such a snob was beyond her. Maybe there was something Nessa was missing in regard to him and maybe some day she'd find out but for now she was much more content to wander back inside and try to find some wine.

Closing the doors behind her she saw Hayden with a bottle of wine. Sneaking up behind him Nessa grabbed him in the ribs, tickling him. "Hey there Hayden, where did you find that wine. After being here not even ten minutes I already need a drink."

Nessa remembered she had school tomorrow. Oh well, fuck it she thought to herself. Tomorrow was tomorrow. She still had tonight.

[DB.]

Well, his quest was officially complete and now he had nothing to do. He didn't have a ride back to the school so he was stuck at the party. Not that it was bad, he just hadn't planned that far.

Hayden took another swig of the wine in his hands before someone started tickling him. He squirmed a little and let out a short laugh. Quickly tuning around he saw that it was Nessa, the one who drove him there.

"Hey there Hayden, where did you find that wine. After being here not even ten minutes I already need a drink."

Hayden shrugged, "it was over in the kitchen but this was the only one I saw," he paused and looked at the bottle. "You can have it if you want," He said as he extend his arm out to pass it to her.

[Dirzrahel]

Rozenforte flipped a page, fully aware that Lilli was near him. She had a way, no, an aura about her that seemed to be a bit better than most people. That had been the reason he gave her a nickname. He took a sip of his wine and flipped another page, his eye intent about the literature.

"Lilli-coni." He said abruptly, the tranquil silence broken. His head motioned to a chair made of wicker, stacked with cushions that seemed to make the rocking chair seem comfortable by sight, without even confirmation of touch.
"You know there is a chair there, principessa. If you do not wish to loiter amongst Tyrone's company, I am not restricting you from not making this your home." Rozenforte explained, flipping another page of the book.

"I moved to my veranda because le ragazze were stationing around me like le guardie del Vaticano."



The bell's rings resounded within Tyrone's ears, his drunken stupor and state still active, but his mind suddenly clearing, his thoughts suddenly sharp. From his bent over position he grew rigid, his posture now perfect, his clothes ripping off his body as a tuxedo took over his skin. His hair went from a mess to a perfectly-done 'do, conforming with his butler-esque look. He disappeared immediately from view, suddenly appearing in front of the small girl in the master bedroom. He had with him in his hand a silver platter decorated with cheeses, grapes, finger sandwiches, and a water goblet filled to the brim. He stood straight as an arrow, other hand behind his back.

"You rang, Milady?"


That is the power of a butler of the Bel'Albion family. To immediately assume a professional role on call.

[Cheshire]

Léa grinned, looking at the platter. She pointed at it, happily.

"I'll take that!" she shouted, laughing and smiling. She looked over the delicious looking food and water, and... uncharacteristically happy, due to the alcohol, she giggled with glee.

She did, however, pause to look at Tyrone and smile, asking "Sho... erm... whatsh yer name? An' whatsh it like being... a butler? Never... been in a big... big... plashe like this before... sheemsh pretty ritshy and clashy an' ... shtuff..."

[RisingPhoenix]

Savah rolled up and parked his car ever so expertly on the sidewalk. The party had started as he could hear the music but something was off. The scent of blood lingered in the air and hit his elven nostrils causing him to frown. Someone had had an early dinner and he had a feeling he knew who it was, which meant he had let himself lose control once and he hoped he wouldn't lose it again while he was there, surrounded by all those bodies with fresh blood pumping through their veins.

Shaking his head at the thought of a massacre so early in the school year, Savah looked over at his friend who had ridden with him. He told her he would be inside and had gotten out of the car and proceeded to walk towards the house. He stopped when a muscular jock stopped him at the entrance.

"There's a toll," He said the smell of alcohol burning Savah's nostrils. SIghing he attempted to push past the tall guy but with no avail.

"I said there's a toll, and the toll is your number and possibly more," the guy said running his hand along the rim of Savah's pants. Savah instantly backed away and slapped the guy causing his head to twist and Savah could have sworn he saw blood which wasn't good. The guy's lip was busted as he turned to face Savah and grabbed him forcing him against the wall that surrounded the entry.

Before Savah could do anything, Toshiro had the guy by the throat and had lifted him all the way up til his feet no longer touched the ground.

"Is there a problem here?" Toshiro asked his eyes aglow with their mixture of crimson and scarlet. Savah shook his head in a "no" gesture but the scent of blood was working against his wanting to make piece. The guy was losing oxygen and would soon black out if Toshiro didn't let him go, so as a last move to stop Toshiro from killing the guy, he wrapped his arms around Toshrio's neck and kissed him, stepping in between Toshiro and the guy.

Toshiro was in fact very surprised and let go almost immediately. Savah pulled away and proceeded into the party leaving Toshiro alone. Sighing, he realized what Savah had done a little too late and simply glared down at the guy who was gasping for air, a few people surrounding him in hopes of helping. Toshiro walked back into the beautiful home and became that of a shadow once again, but this time he appeared in front of Rozenforte.

Smirking, he sat down in a chair made completely of shadows.

"Well, hello there Mr. Bel'Albion, lovely reading material you have there," Toshiro said softly as he crossed his legs and sighed, "I'm so thirsty," He added licking his lips as if to hint that Rozenforte was a suitable meal, but Toshiro wouldn't attack someone he knew so closely, no, he would go for someone he didn't know like Ty.

Smirking, he closed his eyes and allowed the shadows to dance playfully before him and Rozenforte, taking the shape of various creatures and performing quite interestingly when it transformed into the silhouette of a male and female in the bedroom but then it changed over and became that of a male and male and then a female and female and thusly it kept rotating. He wasn't even watching the shadows perform, his eyes were closed and he was searching.....for prey, either of these people at the party would do nicely but his eyes were set on poor innocent drunken Ty.

It was then, with his eyes closed that he sensed Lilli and simply smirked.

"How long have you been there Lilli?"

Savah instantly switched into party mode and started dancing with a random guy who was nearly drunk. His grey hair shimmering and swaying to the beat causing onlookers to be somewhat mesmerized by his hair alone. He didn't mind though, the guy was a very good dancer.

[Mysteria]

Hayden was offering her his wine but Nessa wasn't about to let him give up his bottle for her. She'd find her own. She was on her way into the kitchen to find more. There had to be more in a ritzy place like this. Even whats his name outside had been drinking wine.

Nessa stopped in her tracks though at the sight of the elf on the dance floor. His long flowing hair seemed to mesmerize her for a few brief seconds. The moment seemed to pass quickly though as she shook her head and continued into the kitchen looking around for some wine. Hayden must have taken the last bottle that was sitting out because she came up empty handed.

Whiskey would have to do.

[Dirzrahel]

Rozenforte continued flipping the pages of his book slowly and carefully, his eyes going from word to word. It was a full five minutes before he even acknowledged Toshiro with a nod of his head, and a faint nod at that. He did not particularly care for the boy. Bel took a sip from his wine glass, seeing it was getting near empty. It would require a trip to the cellar. The Italian closed his book once more, bookmarking the page as he stood up slowly and elegant. His eye trailed to stare directly into Toshiro's delving deep into the vampire's mind and soul, as if his gaze was that of a demon's itself.

"Although your dispatching of le ragazzae was most enjoyed, if there are any more who go through the same, il vampiro will be escorted off the premises immediatamente, without explanation." Rozenforte explained, slipping the book into his back pocket like last time.

"Il vampiro does not know his dignità." He added, turning shortly to walk down the stone-step path once more. Never once did he call the vampire by his name.

Rozenforte stepped through the back door and turned immediately to his left, going down a hall and stepping through a door to walk down stairs. Shortly he stopped, looking at a wine rack that seemed to cover the entire wall of the cellar. He picked out a bottle, uncorking it to sniff the aroma. Delightedly, he took it with him upstairs. He stepped into the kitchen and uncorked the wine once more, pouring half of the Cascina del Monastero Barolo Bricco Luciani into a serving glass which he took with him, leaving the other half of the bottle of the fine, expensive wine there. He regarded the elf briefly, a wine glass left by the bottle. He stepped back out, walking along the stone path, and poured some of the wine from the glass to the wine glass. With that finished, he took a sip, enjoying the flavor immensely. With dexterous hands he produced another wine glass and poured another, setting it for Lilli. He did not regard the vampire. After all, he did not drink anything but blood.

Rozenforte laid back down, pulling his book out to begin again.



Butler Tyrone bowed, placing the platter in front of the obviously drunk girl.

"Yes, Milady. Being a butler is life. I train day and night to assume this role. Such is the reputation of the Bel'Albion butlers!" He punctuated.

[Higurashi]

Fiinally, after what seemed to be the longest time, the girl stopped crying and appeared to be asleep. Alex tries to get out from under her but she wakes up and tightens her grip. "No" She says. "I WILL have you. I WILL be yours." She says this with conviction and non-drunkeness. The tears had washed away the alchohol like a power washer. "And you WILL be mine." She stares into my eyes with hers, they are so innocent and pure... Alex can only say, "FIne then. But not here. Not now." She nods and asks, "Can... we at least stay like this for awhile? Can we just last out this one night here... together?" Alex nods his head and she presses against him, her head nuzzled alongside his. They both fall asleep and lie there. ALex dreams about his childhood....

"You're such a freak, we'll never play with a freak like you!" THe boy cruely says with his freinds nodding their heads behind him. "Now give us back our ball!" Alex hadn't understood why the boys didn't like him, and why he should give their ball back....

Alex woke up a couple hours later, and carried the girl back to near the main party.

[Cheshire]

Léa giggled happily, "Well, you sure do seem good at the job" she complimented him, reaching for the platter. As she touched it, sparks shot off of it and electrical bolts sparked off into the nearby atmosphere as she recoiled her hand, more in surprise than pain and looked a little upset.

"I hate it... when I do that... my magic... it getsh out of control shome... shometimes... it'sh shuch a damn pain..."

She muttered, still slurring a bit before reaching back over, and picking on some of the, thankfully undamaged, food. A sullen look remained on her face, but she began to grow a bit more content again as she picked at the food.

[RisingPhoenix]

After a bit of dancing and a bit of grinding, Savah was pretty much surprised at how gentlemanly the now drunken guy, whose name he found out to be Derrick, was acting. Derrick had offered Savah something to drink and Savah normally drank but after watching some puke their guts out from over drinking, he decided to take it light and asked for a bit of Vodka mixed with some Whiskey and topped with some Henesy.

Derrick was surprised at Savah's choice of drinks but poured them up as quickly as he could find them. Savah noticed Nessa, she was a beautiful elf and he was sure she was a 1st Year having only seeing her for the first time tonight and in the parking lot earlier. Smirking, he gulped down the mixture of alcohols rather quickly, taking it straight down with no hesitation. Derrick as well as others cheered as if it were some great feat he had accomplished.

Smiling, Savah made his way over to Nessa and simply sighed as he leaned against the wall.

"Hey there, are you enjoying yourself? My names Savah, Savah Kerubin, you must be new here?" He asked smiling and holding out a hand for Nessa to shake.


Toshiro smirked, "you know as well as I Rozenforte, that no one in this party is able to remove me without harm coming to them, best if you stay out of the way while I go roaming for something to drink other than that poison you allow down your throat." He stood every so gracefully and seemed to float, his black jacket fluttering ever so casually as if the wind were blowing but in truth there were not a current of wind to be felt.

In a blur, Toshiro was walking throughout the house, his frame becoming a smoky like silhouette as he noticed Savah dancing with some guy. He got a little angry but he remembered that he let that go and watched as Savan down a fairly big glass of alcohol and proceeded to walk up to some beautiful elf that made Toshiro lick his lips.

He watched her, sniffed the air around her and wanted so badly to drink from her vein but with Savah standing there, he would surely stop him, or at least try, and Toshiro couldn't live with hurting Savah.

Ghosting throughout the house, he found a pair, a female and a male in an upstairs room attempting to get it on, but Toshiro had other plans. Simply gazing at the guy caused him to double over in pain so excruciating it felt as if you were being ripped to shreds and that pain heightened when Toshiro and the horny guys eyes met. He vomitted from the pain itself and was left on the floor twitching but not dead.

The girl screamed and Toshiro sighed looking at her with his scarlet and crimson eyes.

"Arouse," He spoke softly and sexually as the girl stopped crying and screaming and seemed to be turned on extremely, lunging herself at Toshiro who bit into her neck, drinking just enough blood to not kill the girl. He smiled and laid the girl on the floor next to her twitching male partner and walked out of the room.

His thirst had been filled for now, but it would rise again before the party was over, at least he could commingle now without wanting to rip everyone to shreds.

[Mysteria]

There he was again, the owner of the house passing by her without so much as a word. Nessa barely paid him any attention until he appeared again with a wine bottle in his hand. This was no ordinary wine though. It had obviously came from his private cellar. What surprised Nessa even more was that he had left the remainder of the bottle on the counter and there was even now another wine glass sitting on the counter. Nessa cocked her head slightly. She didn't know if he could read minds or not but it seemed as though he had read hers. Or maybe, he had finally begun to show that he could be hospitable if he wanted to be.

Nessa poured herself a glass of wine and brought it to her lips, first smelling its fine bouquet before allowing the liquid to grace her tongue. She'd only taken one sip of the fine wine when she heard a voice speaking to her. It was the gorgeous elf who had been dancing just a few moments ago. He was even more handsome close up than he was at a distance. What she wouldn't have given to have been the one dancing with him but it had already become apparent to her that any chances of that happening were slim and none.

All the same she smiled at him as he spoke, that dazzling smile brightening her fair features. "Hey there, are you enjoying yourself? My names Savah, Savah Kerubin, you must be new here?"

Nessa accepted his hand and was surprised at how warm it felt in hers. One thing her parents had taught her despite her often rebellious nature was to always use good manners. Answering him she replied " It's nice to meet you Savah, the pleasure is mine. My name's Nessa Helyanwë. I am new here, first year here. "

From the corner of her eye Nessa saw a shadow like figure moving close to them or what she thought was a shadow form of some sort. She found it curious that his jacket appeared to be floating around him as though a breeze were blowing yet they were inside. She had learned a long time ago, that things were not always as they seemed though. She shook her head for a moment. It was gone. She hadn't drank that much yet. Taking another drink from her glass, her tongue lingering on the edge for just a moment as she savored the taste she set it down and asked Savah "Did I just see what I thought I saw? Was that a shadow or am I seeing things? I didn't drink that damn much yet." Nessas laughter rang through the kitchen softly. Had she been drunk her laughter would have been much louder.

[RisingPhoenix]

"It's nice to meet you Savah, the pleasure is mine. My name's Nessa Helyanwë. I am new here, first year here."

Her voice was as melodic as Savah's which only added to the fact that she was an elf or rather part elf. Smiling while they shook hands he bowed to show a bit of respect for the girl as most of his kind did when greeting others of either sex. He watched her movements and her eyes as they seemed to look at something and then fall back on him. She had only started drinking and Savah knew she wasn't drunk yet, but he laughed at her notions nonetheless and simply grabbed a bottle of vodka off the counter and guzzled it a bit leaving the once full bottle only half full.

Smirking, he looked at her and listened to her beautiful voice shimmer in his ears once again.

"Did I just see what I thought I saw? Was that a shadow or am I seeing things? I didn't drink that damn much yet."

This time she laughed and her laugh was so adorable it made Savah laugh as well. Their laughing seemed to fill the kitchen before he settled and starting thinking.

"It's got to be Toshiro, your eyes aren't playing tricks on you but Toshiro is playing tricks on someone, and trust me you'll know him when you see him again, he has a confusing aura about him," Savah replied smiling as he picked the vodka bottle back up and guzzled a bit more, finally feeling the kick of the vodka as well as it's effects.

"Come on, dance with me," He said holding out his hand. Sure he was gay but that didn't mean he didn't dance with females. It was stereotypes like those that made him so unstereotypical. He hated listening to the various stereotypes that the world had ultimately made up for those of his sexual orientation, for one they plastered that gays were weaker and in truth they were the same as straight guys if not stronger than straight guys, after all their ways of sex were ways that most straight guys would probably find ever so painful and more than likely couldn't take it.

Hahaha, now who's stronger, Savah thought to himself as he twirled and pulled Nessa close to him, enjoying the rhythm of the music.



Toshiro stopped moving and looked at the girl some boy had brung from upstairs. She seemed so peaceful and the boy lay beside her so content. Toshiro could smell the magic that lingered on him and simply smirked.

"Wakey Wakey," Toshiro said playfully as he let his hands wander all over the boy's body while he lay there.

[Mysteria]

Nessa had almost forgotten how nice it was to be around those of her own kind in the short time that she had been away from home. Even though it was true that she was only a half breed she had always found there to be something very regal about other elfs. His laughter filled her ears and she'd have not been able to not smile had she even tried. It felt good to be able to have fun her first night in her new home on campus. Too bad she didn't see the girl that handed her the invitation. If she did see her before the night was over she would have to remember to thank her.

When Savah lifted the bottle and almost drained it before setting it back down Nessa grinned and raised her own glass draining it completely. Her party mood had just kicked in and she refilled the glass as Savah spoke again. "It's got to be Toshiro, your eyes aren't playing tricks on you but Toshiro is playing tricks on someone, and trust me you'll know him when you see him again, he has a confusing aura about him,"

Although Nessa wasn't certain whether to take that as a good thing or not, she merely shrugged, her emerald orbs dancing with merriment as she emptied the second glass of wine she had just poured. "Well I guess I will just have to find out when the time comes." Nessa laughed and wanted to add that all men were confusing to her but figured it was best left going unsaid. Nessa often found herself saying things when she was drinking that she normally would never say and she could already feel the wine kicking in and decided it best to leave it unsaid.


"Come on, dance with me," Nessa's eyes grew wide and she felt a slight blush rise to her cheeks. She needed another drink and quickly refilled her glass for the third time downing it all the while wishing that she had chosen the whiskey after all. It had been some time since she'd actually danced with someone and gay or not, Savah was, to say the least, incredibly handsome. Handsome to the point that she found herself wishing he wasn't gay. And the way Nessa figured it was if he didn't care if he was gay and dancing with a woman, she sure as hell wasn't going to resist. Nessa accepted his hand and within seconds he was twirling her around as they began to dance.

It may have been the wine or just that Savah knew how to move but either way, Nessa found herself enjoying the dance. And Savah definitely knew how to move. The fact that it was a slow dance only made it more enjoyable for her as she leaned in close to him, breathing in deeply of his scent. Pressing herself against him she brought her arms around his neck and as her fingers touched his hair she couldn't help but notice how soft it was. Before she even realized what she was doing her fingers were idly running through his hair as they danced while others watched.

Nessa could sense there were feelings of jealousy coming from others in the room but she could scarcely give a damn. She was dancing with him, he'd chosen her and she planned on enjoying it for as long as she could. While she was dancing with him she literally felt like they were floating on an invisible cloud. Lifting her head from his shoulder she smiled up at him.

He was gorgeous.

[Almost_Blue]

"Who..lives here again?" Danene asked, sitting in the passengers seat, staring at the house as her and her friends finally pulled up to the magnificent structure.

"You know who~" A teasing voice comments from the back seat of the car.
"That really ripped..cutiep--" "--Okay! Okay.." The driver interrupts, as she turned off her car, having already parked.
"..Hot guy I keep screaming about after Archery class.." She commented, looking at Danene before continuing on.
"Actually, You had a class with him last year, didn't you?"

Danene thought to herself for a moment, narrowing her eyes as she tired to put a face to him.
"Oh!~ I think I remember him~" Danene commented, nodding to her friend before the three exited the car, and walked up to the house together.

Danene stayed behind the two, looking at the exotic exterior of the house, instead of what was infront of them.
"What's that?" She asked her friends, looking to them for a response, only to find that the front door was already open, and her friends had seen another friend of theirs and ran inside to glomp on her, leaving Danene to follow, which she hadn't wanted to.

"Hm.." Danene muttered, turning and walking away, eyeing the strange greenery that had enveloped some parts of Bel's yard.

Turning the corner, she saw a man kneeling down by a window, taking some wine bottles that were being handed out through the same window.
"Eh-Hey!" Danene called out, not being one to stand for abuse of any kind.
"You better have a legit reason to be doing this, boys." She demanded, as she slowly approached them.

The man looked at her briefly, waving her off with a wave of the hand.
"Just go whore yourself out to the men inside, freshman." He commanded in return, his eyes glowing a light green colour, as he watched the window for the next wine bottle.

Danene halted, bringing her hand up, and lightly held it against her temple.
"Tactic..Hypnosis?" Danene called out, wincing from the pain.

The man glanced to Danene, taken back by his lack of ability to control her.
"That's enough for now.." He commented, closing the window to the basement, before he rose up to his feet, and began to approach the girl with a rather lethal expression.
Danene backed up slowly, but was using most of her concentration to fight off the mental attack.
"Why..keep using it, if you know it's not going to..work?.." Danene provoked, glaring at the man as her knees grew slightly weak from the adrenaline rush.

The man roughly grabbed ahold of Danene, slamming her into the side of the house, staring into her eyes.
"Because I know you'll break..sooner or later.." The man noted, having her pinned against the wall.

She let out a painful grunt as she hit the wall, struggling to get free from his pinned grasp.
"Now be a good little bitch, and bend over.." The man commanded, his eyes glowing a bright green once more.
Danene, let out a soft whine, as her eyes closed. Her struggling ceased as she rest her head against back the house, giving off an entranced feeling.
The man laughed, as he released Danene's left arm, reaching down to undo his pants.

Danene's eyes shot open, giving the man the coldest glare he's probably ever felt.
Shocked, his initial reaction was merely stopping what he was doing, and staring at her.
Only seconds later, Danene called out "You're a fool!" before she pushed off the wall, slamming her head against his own, in a fierce headbutt, knocking the man back a few steps before he tripped, falling back onto his ass as he held his head in pain.

"Yeah it's not so sweet with a nagging pain in your head, is it?" She incited at him, moving away from the wall.
She sighed, placing a hand onto one of her slender hips.
"And I haven't even had anything to drink tonight.." She said with regret, her forehead turning a little red from the impact, as she thought what to do next.

[Dirzrahel]

"Il vampiro sta giocando con la morte..." Rozenforte said to himself, flipping another page. He took a careful sip of the wine, the book closing once more, the bookmark in place. This time he did not place it in his back pocket. It sat upon the love-seat, perfectly in the middle. He took the wine glass and drained the entire thing, his mind not faltered nor hazed by the alcohol. Wine was but of course, a recreational drink, not meant to intoxicate but to relax. He'd have to drink five full bottles before any effects starting showing themselves. He looked to Lilli.

"Bene allora, Lilli-coni. Shall we join the festivity?" Bel inquired, turning and stepping off the deck and going down the stone path. He came through the sliding glass doors, his hands in his pockets, his eyes surveying the scene. He had already seen something he disliked. Like a ghost he weaved between dancing partners and came to his window, slipping out as he saw a bout between a girl and a man. He had seen this man taking his wine. He liked his wine.

"Ora ora ora, boy. I see some of my wine stock is absent within the cellar." Rozenforte said, shrugging as he pointed at the man.
"Do you know where mio vino went?"

"Ro-ro-ro-ro-Rozenforte!" The man on the ground said, crawling backwards a few paces, his head hurting him no more than the sight of Rozenforte Bel'Albion before him. Bel walked forward, bending over as his face was mere inches from the other's face.

"Now is the tempo di esecuzione." Rozenforte said plainly, the man getting up and dashing away, along with his other cohorts.

The Italian gentlemen turned on his heel, reaching into his pocket and producing a white napkin with the Bel'Albion crest on it. He brought it to his lips to wet it, then dabbed at the girl's swollen forehead. He took her hand and placed it within her palm, nodding to her silently.

"They were taking the cheap wine. Be at liberty and take a bottle." He mentioned before turning and going back into his house.


The scene before him was not much as changed as before. People dancing to atrocious music that was not his, oh no no no, he did not listen to this trash. Rap, what they refer to it as? The Hip Hop? Rubbish and poetry at such a degrading form, Giacomo Leopardi would roll over in his grave. Dante Alighieri would of course, recite to these people in their own hell.

"Mr. Belial. Keep la tua ombra on il vampiro, per favore." Rozenforte whispered.

"Yes, young master."

By now, Rozenforte had noticed there was a rather modest group of girls congregating about himself. They were touching his arms, feeling his muscle, feeling his butt, hugging him from the back... He didn't quite care. They were not of his interest. He moved, breaking away immediately, which sent the girls in a fit of unrequited pleasure that they soon started dousing themselves with more liquor. Bel saw the elf he had seen earlier in the kitchen, dancing with another elf. It was good they were among their own kind. He did not consider himself human nor related to any species within this world in the first place.


Tyrone nodding, as if agreeing with the poor insane young woman who was eating the food and was not expecting to be billed later for services done by the Bel'Albion house.

"It seems to be activated by emotions. Why not remove those emotions, Milady?"

[spirits breath]

Ashrir noting his schedual went to where his first class, power training would be held. While he still actually had to travel there, he lulled himself into thinking on how the class would be. He quickly found himself picturing him in class trying to show what powers he did have. He would have the ability to fly, and seems like he could. But recently that wouldn't happen. Then shooting spikes out of his tail could be practical, but to what degree. And then He could harden/ sharpen his claws to make pictures on metal if he wanted. But other than that, what special power did he have that was extra.

He soon fund himself giggling at the sight of him being a night guardsman, with another person using a small sight on his tail to aim, telling Ashrir when to shoot. But that soon faded as he found the general area of the power control class. He stuck his ear to the door to hear nothing, and unfortunatly he could barely see into the room on two legs. But he did however spot some chairs, desks, and what seemed like a large opening. All viable to change location for class size that is.

He turned, and tried to follow his next class, biology. It wasn't a far trip, but room for some sort of awry encounter. He could already sense it. Let alone the class. All he knew was that he would need something to do with life.

His next class took a definite while onger to get to. At a slow looking at every number pace that brought him to his agility class. If you could count having the ability to bend and lick your own ass then he really shouldn't worry about this at all. Even though it delt with flexibility.

He walked, to his final class, culinary. The male human who seemed to be present to Ashrir's class pathway. "Hey, little tail raiser!" The male seemed to wave at him.

Ashrir looked away, not in the mood to deal with him now. He just got clean and has his shirt and coller on, he didn't want to get dirty again. The man approached, this time without his cowards he called friends.

The human slowed to a light jog, then a slow walk as he went by Ashrir. "Look tail raiser, I didn't mean what I did. I was just joking with you."

His ears perked, and his eyes turned to the left to face the man. "Well then, how else am I going to take it when you want to shove something into me? Just because I am gay doesn't mean that I will openly have sex with whomever. It is a loving process, not hate or power display."

The man quickly walked in fron of Ashrir. He bent down onto his knees and gripped the black fured boney shoulders. "Look tail raiser, I am just trying to say sorry about what I did. I don't want this on my consious."

Ashrir stopped, and sat back on his rump. He replied calmly. "You can start by calling me Ashrir. Not tail raiser. That is a big part. And you can also start by working towards a set of friends that wouldn't mind weather you did anything. I know I am gay, everyone who sees me could decipher that. But stop with the whole tail raiser thing, every so often is alright. Not all the time."

The man looked over to his buddies, then at Ashrir. "So Ashrir, will take time to remember. But yeah sorry about that. Just please don't tell anyone what I did. That would say some bad things to my girlfriend if she heard about it."

"Don't worry, I forgive you. But hey, you mind pointing me to where the cullinary room is? This map is confusing beyond beleif." Ashrir gave a weak smile.

The man pointed to the area behind Ashrir, and then pointed left. "You are going the wrong way. I got to go, my friends will be asking questions if I am talking to a gay person for too long."

Immediatly after the man left, he heard him talking about how funky Ashrir looked with his mesh shirt and coller. He faintly heard from a larger male. "Bet he is already someones bitch with that coller. Did you see a name on it?"

Ashrir looked at the ground and then behind him. Seeing a large sign that showed the several cooking classes names in bright coloring.

Not too far after, the walk home to his dorm went by fairly fast. The trip to his first class taking him far out and getting progressivly closer to his dorm helped. The hard part would be to find the lunch room. And then something he would enjoy. He enjoyed some raw meat, over some cooked any day.

But when he walked into where his dorm room was, quickly finding his room since he could remember the side he was looking for. His ID card, he tried reaching with his claws, and got the corner out. "Safe to say that this holds my ID fairly well. Worried I may have to take my pants off and somebody would see my sheath and my privates as well. He fumbled with the key, scratching the corner by the picture he doesn't remember having taken and managed to get the small light to go green the first attempt.

He walked in, closing the door with his tail again and dropped the ID card onto the ground by his things with his mouth. It didn't take him long to find the couch and lie down on it, body in a large ball like coil with his tail to block out the sunlight form his eyes. He wanted to try and meditate as well as try to link the several clues of his room mate. lets see. room mate has comb. so long hair. Sweet scented air could mean it was a female or the room was sprayed with fruit fragrance. Now who is my dorm mate?

He got up off the couch and started looking around. He saw the bags of his dorm mate, and went up to them. He sniffed them deeply. Then again. He wanted to open them but was scared to. Only it was overridden with the urge of curiosity. His small claw just fit into the small zipper hole and pulled slowely. "They can walk in any moment. That wouldn't be a good start of this year." He continued, and soon found himself peering into and sniffing what would be termed a bra and thong. His body recoiled away, scared of what he has just done. At least he knew his room mate was a female.

He quickly walked forward and closed the bag once again. I have to tell her. She may know if she finds even one peice of my fur in her bag or anything moved. But I can't just say that I looked in your bag and sniffed your bra and thong.

[Higurashi]

First the bastard wakes me up, tries to kill me, sucks blood from my woman, then tries to touch me?! I had absolutely enough of this half-bred freak. I open up my mind to the waves of thought emenating from the party, focus them into a signle wave of energy, and throw them straight into the sleazy son-of-a-B****'s mind and soul. If it works properly it should incapacitate him with the overwhelming urges and words. It would be like trying to pull your body in about a dozen different directions. I keep the lust and pain thoughts out. God's know what would happen if those got in. I pull away from him, grab the knocked out girl, and run. More than liekyl he'll catch before I make it but I want to be as close to the party as possible when I start screaming in pain. I burst through one of the back doors in the main party room, trip on a rug, and smash my head against the ground.

[nonangelic92]

Lilli laughed at Ronzenforte made the comment, "Aw but as much as I would love to live in your wonderful decorated palace, I'm afaird it's much too big for my tasted and must simply deny your offer. But thank you." She got up and sat in the wicker chair and was about to make another comment, when she was rudely interrupted by Toshiro. When he asked her a question she smirked, "I've always been here, just your senses can't pick me up like they do others." She saw Rozenforte get up and come back a few moments later with a couple of drinks, "Thank you Rozenforte." She inhaled the aroma of the wine, siwling it around in the glass then took a sip of it and sighed a breath of satisfaction.

Lilli was looking up at the clouds when Toshiro left and Rozenforte asked her if they should join the party. Lilli nodded and set down her glass of wine. She followed the man inside and began to mingle. A bunch of first years, she thought, great this party will turn deadly fast. She glanced around the room and saw Rozenforte surround by a mob of girls. She stiffled a laugh, is there anywhere that man can go that women don't throw themselves at his feet, she thought. She listened to the music blaring out of the speakers, Rap the one song style she hated. She walked over to the stero, looked though some CD's someone brought and picked a CD dedicated to those classical composers who are now dead and almost forgotten. She pressed stop on the stero, throwing the Rap CD out the window causing some people to yell and holler and played the classical music CD. Many people glared at her and showed signs of disgust in their faces. She looked right at them and put on a face, "Turn this off and there will be consequences."

[Dirzrahel]

Rozenforte's eyes opened wide, even behind his eye-patch. His foot tapped, his hands came up, they clapped. His beat was going, his mind was showing. He reached to a vase and plucked out a rose, advancing upon Lilli as he took a knee, bowing deeply. With his right hand he placed the rose within Lilli's hair expertly, rolling out his hand in the air in front of her. He was doing the customary invitation to invite a woman to dance, circa Italian heritage.

"Perfetto, Lilli-coni. May I please have this dance?" He inquired, his eyes unwavering.

The girls who had been hanging around him all looked incredibly steamed and pissed at Lilli. They had him first! They were about to point this out until a very evil glance was shot from Rozenforte's right eye toward the group, of which soon dispersed back into the party. With the rap gone, the entire party seemed to stop. He recognized this as the children here not knowing how to ballroom dance. Rozenforte's eye went directly back to Lilli, staring into her own pools.

"Per favore, Lilli-coni." He pleaded.

[RisingPhoenix]

Only a momentary nuisance was this kid who forced all those thoughts into Toshiro's head. Sad really when you think about such a weak escape strategy but Toshiro wasn't a "bad" guy or anything he was just having a little fun but now that this kid has used excessive force on him, he would just have to show him how wonderfully marvelous pain was. Standing up, having been knocked down by the bombardment of mental onslaught, thank goodness he had took that Mind Control and Advanced Mind Militia class otherwise he would have been on the ground longer, he ghosted out of the room in the direction the boy had went toting the sleeping girl.

The running boy eventually tripped and fell knocking his head hard on the ground. Poor kid actually thought Toshiro was out to hurt him, well he was but that was no reason to run he could have been a man and faced him.

"PAIN," Toshiro said softly as his eyes shimmered a deep crimson color and his gaze fell on Alex sending wave after wave of pain through his body. Smirking he watched as others rushed to the boys side and looked up at Toshiro.

"You're hurting him, stop," One of them said only to be filled with the same pain that Alex should be feeling.



Savah was slow dancing with Nessa and though he was gay he could have sworn he felt a bit attracted to her, maybe it was the alcohol talking, yes it was definitely the alcohol talking. Smiling, he watched her as she pressed her head on his shoulder as they danced in the kitchen.

The moment was right and everything felt wonderful, but then the screams came and Savah had a feeling he knew who was behind it.

"I gotta go," He told Nessa, "but if you ever wanna talk or something, maybe shop, come to room 480," He said as he rushed out of the kitchen and entered the main area to see Toshiro standing over some boy who seemed to be suffering from some type of attack. Savah looked up at Toshiro and Toshiro caught sight of Savah and quickly released the two boys from his hold.

"What the hell is going on here?" Savah asked already knowing, "Come on Toshiro, damn," He said walking over to Alex and helping him up.

"I'm so sorry about this," He said softly as he helped the other boy as well. When he was done he gave Toshiro the nastiest look he could muster and walked out of the party completely, heading towards his car. Toshiro knew he messed up big time and rushed after Savah.

"Savah, wait," He yelled.

[Higurashi]

As I wake up and try to pull myself off the ground the pain crashes into me. it overwhelms my mind and sends a shockwave through every mind I'm currently connected to. which is in fact most everyone. The closest to me keel over while the farthest mearly start uncontrolably vomiting. Of course it effectively stops the party. Those to drunk to think are the only ones spared. The pain crashes in on me in wave after wave, making it infinitely worse for those that are connected. I writh of the floor and try to re-assert control over my mind. I send the pain straight back at him through the connection I have already established. I reach out for the girl and grasp at her before I black out. As I'm dragged to a car by a man I don't know I drag the girl along with me. I can faintly here the cries of those in severe pain. I get up from being dragged by sheer force of will, blocking out the pain. I drag the girl and myself into the car and instantly fall over unconcious. Strangest thing was, I had never considered leaving her. I didn't even know her name.

[nonangelic92]

Lilli smiled, she loved showing up the under classman but one thing she loved more than ever was dancing espeically ball room dancing. Lilli smiled at Rozenforte and curtsied, something she learned from novels and old time movies. "It would be an honor." She placed her hand into his and they began to dance.

She smiled as she whirled round and round the floor with Rozenforte leading, dancing was something that set her mind and soul free. She glanced at some of the people watching them dance and laughed a bit especially at the girls who were pissed at her. One thing she learnd her first year at the university is that Rozenforte will always have girls gawking over him. She laughed as Rozenforte spun her, loving the little bits of wind in her hair.

[Cheshire]

Léa sighed, "I've tried... maybe... I'm just... just not good enough..." she muttered, while drinking from some water. As she drank, it magically refilled... the good thing about being sad... he water elemental magic was available for such... trivial uses... as well as more dangerous ones if she were to need it.

She looked up, "Guess my only option left is to just learn to control the powers, then, if I can't get rid of the emotions, right?"

[Mysteria]

Nessa and Savah had been having a wonderful moment dancing but it all ended too quickly as screams from the next room rang through the air. The next thing Nessa knew Savah was speaking to her quietly "I gotta go, but if you ever wanna talk or something, maybe shop, come to room 480." Nessa just nodded as Savah exited the kitchen quickly.

She turned her attentions back to the bottle of wine on the counter, her glass still where she had left it. Draining the remainder of the bottle into her glass Nessa stood a few minutes savoring the warm wonderful liquid while the strains of classical music filled her ears. At least there was a soothing effect that came with the music.

Nessa finished the glass of wine and set it down on the counter. It was growing late and morning would come early. She might as well head back to campus and settle into her room for the night. As she made her way through the main room she was bombarded with the different feelings of those people standing around. Nessa shook her head as feelings of sadness, lust, fear and happiness bled through her mind.

It was time to get out of there. Nessa began to make her way out of the house towards her jeep. Room 480. She repeated the words in her mind. She'd want to remember it.

[Dirzrahel]

Tyrone nodded his head to the insane small magician girl he was serving, thoughtfully adding:

"I am quite sure Master Bel'Albion would help. He is quite intelligent concerning these matters."




"You do feel the mentality of pain from the boy, do you not?"

"Ah, Mr. Belial. I do, but his pain is no worse that what I endure day from day..." Rozenforte whispered inaudibly.

Rozenforte twirled and was twirled by Lilli, scooping her up in his arms in a cradle as he spun himself, letting her down and bringing her close then shoving her far away, his ballroom dancing in sync perfectly with the music. He had not even taken notice tot he people leaving, in fact, it just made the dance floor bigger. With a grand show, he lifted her up over his head and twirled her magnificently, letting her down as soon as the song ended. Rozenforte let go of her hands and backed away in a bow.

"Siete stati magnifici, Lilli-coni. You are always a worthy dance partner." Bel mentioned, straightening himself as he ushered with his hand the rest of the freeloaders out.

"The school curriculum starts once again tomorrow, principessa. You would be good to catch your ride. As a noble, I do have business to attend to." Rozenforte said, turning on his heel as he headed toward a hallway with stairs leading up. He turned to regard Lilli once more.

"Buona notte fino a domani, Lilli-coni. Tomorrow we shall meet again in Ultimatum, that is, if business permits."


Rozenforte turned once more and continued up the stairs, walking into the master bedroom and regarding Tyrone, then looking to his guest laying down within the folds of his own bed.

"I see you have recovered, principessa. I am Rozenforte Bel'Albion." He introduced himself, bowing in the process, then straightening back up.

"And the one laying within my bed is...?"

[nonangelic92]

Lilli smiled as Rozenforte said his good byes. That man did know how to make an impression, especially one in the field of dancing. She noticed Nessa head out and followed her to the jeep. She hoped in the back and buckled her seat belt, "Hello. You look as if you had loads of fun espeically with the elegant elf named Savah. So tell me, have you capture his heart or has he captured yours?" She sat there smiling at Nessa, waiting for the others.

[Cheshire]

Léa smiled a bit, "Léa... Léa Brandis... thank you for... bringing me here... I guess I had... a... a little too much to drink..." she paused wipe her mouth, which had gotten messy during her drunken eating. Her smile faded a little as she held her head... "I don't suppose your butler knows any good alchemic hangover remedies... does he?"

[Dirzrahel]

Rozenforte let a small smile crack his lips as he stared at Tyrone, his head leaning over to the side.

"Ora, Tyrone? Do you?"

Tyrone blushed in his proper butler posture and form, gulping loudly as he looked to meet his Master Bel'Albion's eyes, averting his own.

"No, Maestro. Ho solo stato addestrato come un maggiordomo..." Tyrone said sheepishly.

Rozenforte chuckled a bit. He would let himself be seen this way. After all, the girl was most likely still too intoxicated to remember him in this manner.

"Ora... ora... ora. Tyrone. Fetch me a cup of rose hip tea and an artichoke, per favore." Rozenforte inquired, the butler immediately setting off downstairs to prepare what he had asked. The Italian pulled up a bed side chair and looked upon the girl, his eyes tracing up the curves her body made under the covers. He could tell she was quite small in the chest region. He sat his elbow upon his knee and leaned his chin on the palm of his hand.

"Well, Léa. I am not an alchemist myself, but I do know a few old cures. A question. Do you go to the University such as I? I am within my sixth year." Rozenforte said, sitting back in the chair as Tyrone appeared next to him in a ghost-like manner. Bel took the tea cup of rose hip tea and held it carefully, taking the heart of the artichoke and squeezing it over the liquid, juices flowing from it to the tea. He leaned forward with the cup, holding it in front of the girl's lips.

"Blow on it, per favore, and sip slowly."

[Cheshire]

Léa smiled, blowing on the tea and sipping slowly as instructed, taking a few small sips before answering.

"Yes, I'm in my... my first year... I..have trouble controlling my magic... I thought that maybe... maybe coming here could.. help..." she managed to stammer out, her head still a little foggy. It was a moment before a thought occurred to her and she looked at him.

"So... Mister Bel'Abion... what is... your power? I haven't really spoken to anyone else from there... so I'm not sure what kind of people to expect..." she asked him, a bit more... polite than normally... perhaps due to the booze, or because of his politeness and kindness... not the kind of treatment she was terribly used to.

[Dirzrahel]

Rozenforte waited until the girl finished the tea, then took the cup away. Tyrone immediately took it and removed himself from the room. Bel chuckled a bit at what the girl asked, inquiring about his power.

"Ora, principessa." Rozenforte said, using his index finger to point to his eye-patch.

"My power is very great, that is indeed. But it has an effect upon my mind that is... unfavorable. I can tell you with certainty, no other of that school is the likes of myself." He explained, tapping his eye-patch a couple times, then leaning back in his chair. On the note of her powers, he became interested.

"You are an elemental mage, correct, Léa? I have met many of your sort within my years. Though, you are the first with such... how you say in English, volatile effects? I assure you that you will learn to control this. I may help you if you so desire, principessa." He offered, getting up from his chair.

"But in the meantime, you must be on your way back to the dorms. It is a drive, but since I am to go back myself, I will escort you in the morning. For now, it is important that you rest. Close your eyes. In the morning, as I say, we will go." Rozenforte decided on his own, walking around the bed as he took off his tank-top, revealing his muscular body, but also revealing the numerous scars that plague what could have been perfect skin. He unbuckled his belt while in the room, taking it out and placing it next to his folded tank-top on a chair next to the bathroom door. He took off his pants shortly thereafter, then slid out of his underwear. He was not particularly worried about people seeing his nude body. In fact, he did not care.

Such was his life.

He stepped through the bathroom door, closing it behind him. The sounds of a shower went on.

[RisingPhoenix]

Toshiro had made it outside when he was hit with the pain that Alex had sent back on him. Smirking, he felt the pain rush over him, but he did not vomit nor did he seem to be in pain, having gone through what he had gone through this amount of pain was nothing compared to what he had experienced. He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, freeing his mind of all negative thought and all pain reception before he reopened them and made it to Savah's car.

Someone was in the back seat and Toshiro recognized it as Alex or rather the boy who he had sent the pain through. Sighing, he leaned in on the driver side of the car and looked at Savah.

"Baby please, I'm sorry," He said softly.

Savah made sure Alex and the girl were alright in the back seat. Using his mastery in healing magic he sent wave after wave of healing aura throughout their body in hopes of them feeling better. He had no clue who they were nor what dorm room they stay in but luckily his Uncle was the Headmaster of the University and he could find out easily.

Rummaging through Alex's pocket, he pulled out the ID card and examined it, "ahh, Alex, and that's your room number, let's get you to school."

He turned to Toshiro and rolled his eyes.

"We aren't together Toshiro you can do whatever you want, just know that this little stunt that you just pulled has widened the gap in our relationship." With those words Savah sped off back towards campus.

"Damn," Toshiro said under his breath as he watched the car speed off. Sighing, he looked up at the moon. It was full and he smiled, "Full Moon, blessings of the Goddess herself."

Slowly he began to transform into his Lycan form. It was truly a sight to behold but once he was fully transformed, he howled upon the moon and dashed off behind the car, easily catching up with it but rather darting into the woods taking a short cut.

[Cheshire]

Léa smiled a bit at the kind offer of help and nodded a bit. As he mentioned heading out to the dorms, she almost assumed she was going to be kicked out before he mentioned escorting her in the mornings to which she smiled again, resting her head on the pillow as he walked off.

She turned her head a bit to watch him, trying to gauge his character a bit, though quite unsuccesfully considering her state of mind... though she did manage to see him getting naked, causing her to blush a bit before turning back around as he closed the door.

The blush only lingered a moment before her smile faded, a bit and, sighing, she closed her eyes...

Don't get too attached... your power will consume anything that comes like a fire, it always does, sometimes more literally than others...

It wasn't long after that somber thought that she drifted into sleep...

[Dirzrahel]

Rozenforte scrubbed his hair casually, the lather building up and soon being washed away by the clean, pure water. The water turned off shortly thereafter, the Italian taking a towel and drying himself off, coming out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around his waist. Tyrone appeared almost immediately on cue, taking Rozenforte's clothes from that night and replacing them with clothes for school tomorrow. A white fencing shirt lay folded upon the chair, a pair of black fitted slacks folded underneath. A black leather belt hung upon the chair's back along with some socks of silk, and some shiny Italian leather shoes graced the legs of the chair. Tyrone then removed the towel from around his master's waist.

The nude Rozenforte walked forward a couple paces and pulled back the covers of the other side of the king size bed, settling himself in among the sheets. He had always slept in the nude, so there seemed to be no problem for him. He had slept nude with many women in his bed before. One was no different.

Laying upon his back, Bel closed his eyes, darkness consuming his vision as Tyrone turned the lights off.


"There will be much to do tomorrow, young master.

"Buona notte, Mr. Belial." Rozenforte said to himself under a whisper.

[Mysteria]

Nessa jumped into her jeep and waited on the others who had come with her. She wasn't about to let anyone stranded and in need of finding their own way back to campus. Luckily she'd thought ahead and not drank anything too strong or in too much quantity so she knew she'd be okay to drive.

She sat there for a moment thinking about the night. She'd met a few people. It was a good start for her first night here. And she'd met Savah. Even though he was openly gay there was something intriguing about him just the same. And Razenforte. He was all but an enigma to her. Maybe in time he'd actually speak to her but at least now she knew a few people which was more than what she had known just a few short hours ago.

So engrossed in her own thoughts she had been that she never even heard Lilli jump in the jeep until she spoke "Hello. You look as if you had loads of fun espeically with the elegant elf named Savah. So tell me, have you capture his heart or has he captured yours?"

Nessa turned around to look at Lilli with smile on her face. "Hey Lilli. I did have fun. It looks like you had fun too. That Rozenforte, he's something else isn't he? And Savah?" Nessa felt a slight blush creeping into her cheeks as she stammered. "Savah is really nice. Not to mention he's a good dancer too but..well you know. I'm not exactly his type but I think I've made a friend anyhow." Nessa felt comfortable around Lilli and hoped that she had made a friend in Lilli too.

Within a few moments Hayden had appeared in the front seat. Alex had been taken in Savahs vehicle so Nessa didn't need to wait on anyone else. Firing up the jeep she headed it back in the direction of the campus noticing that she had made good time. It appeared that Savah had just gotten there too.

[RisingPhoenix]

As the moon shimmered in the night sky, many students who had went to the party slowly waltzed back into their dorm rooms and collapsed on their beds, their roommates either drunk or sober did the same. It was a beautiful night, the stars twinkling ever so bright as Toshiro sat atop the school in his normal form. His eyes seemed to twinkle in unison with the stars as he looked up at the night sky wondering what tomorrow would bring.

It seemed that everyone else was either laying in their beds or asleep but the night ended on both a sour note and a beautiful one as well. Friends were made but enemies were made as well. Silence filled the atmosphere and even the creatures of natures silenced their voices.

Savah had found Alex's dorm room and had laid him on his bed while he transported the girl to her dorm. He made sure they were alright and eventually went back to his bed, leaving them a note with his information on it should they ever want to talk to the guy who brung them home.

Smiling he laid down and went casually to sleep with a satisfied yawn.


As the moon slowly lowered into the horizon, the sun soon peaked out over the horizon indicating the start of a new day. Toshiro still sat atop the school, he had not moved the entire night as he had been thinking about the events at the party. They played over and over in his head until he finally looked down and saw the students who had early morning classes as well as 1st Years running around the campus as it slowly came to life with movement.

Savah awoke slowly, his beautiful hair shimmering in teh sunlight, filling the room with the sparkle of glitter. Yawning, he stretched as he sat up in his bed and rubbed his eyes. He wasn't hungover due to the fact that he hadn't drunk that much but he was still a bit tired. Dragging himself into the bathroom, he stripped and jumped into the shower, his mind on Nessa as he washed. Surprisingly, he became a bit aroused thinking of Nessa and quickly thought of something else.

The girl had made a lasting impression on him and he was sure he had made one on her.

[Cheshire]

Léa yawned, her eyes opening slowly... she wasn't sure where she was... her memory a bit hazy... she tried recalling what happened after she started drinking... it was then that she became of the presence next to her... she turned, seeing the naked male.

In a start, suddenly, wind picked up blowing objects around the room, flinging things about before blasting towards him with the force of a hurricane. It was at that precise moment, however, that her memory came back to her... unfortunately... not quite soon enough to stop the blast. Her lacking control over her magic, regrettably meant that she couldn't quite stop her spells at a moment's notice.

As the blast of wind struck it's target, Léa blushed brightly and started appologizing profusely.

"Ack! I'm so sorry! I... I meant to stop it! My control over my magic... I think I mentioned... I'm sorry!" she stammered, at the top of her lungs. Hoping and praying the spell wouldn't hurt him... mentally cursing herself, trying to avoid getting too worried before she ended up blowing up the building with holy magic on top of everything else...

[Dirzrahel]

Rozenforte had awakened the magic had come, and had immediately slid across the bed, his body up close against Léa's. He did not mean this as a romantic gesture in the least, even if he had her in an embrace.

"It is fine. There is a lesson in this. When you do not manifest your element upon your body, the magic is easily avoided by moving close to the sorcerer. You do not attack yourself, now do you?" He inquired, patting her head. He let go of her, moving across the room with his nude self as he bent over and picked up his underwear from the chair, slipping them on. His pants were next, his belt then slipping through the loops as he buckled them. He let his fencing shirt drop onto him, buttoning it up halfway so the silver chain bearing the emblem of House Bel'Albion could be seen. He brought his socks and shoes with him as he sat on the end of the bed, slipping on the silk and then his leather shoes. He had already dressed in such a short amount of time.

The Italian turned to look at her, chuckling softly to himself.

"Mi dispiace, principessa. I do not mean to make you blush. You must not be used to the naked body, I assume? Mi scuso." Rozenforte said, getting up. He pointed to the bathroom.

"You may take a shower if you desire, Tyrone shall clean your clothes and they shall be ready when you finish. I will be packing my car. Please come down to the common room, there will be a few bagels and some fruit, and we shall leave."

Bel stepped out of the master bedroom then, Tyrone replacing him within. The butler stood with his perfect posture, looking upon the young lady, his snickering hiding within himself.

"Did Milady wake up well?" He queried.

[Mysteria]

Nessa had left Lilla and Hayden with a good night and had made her way back to her dorm. Slipping her pass key into the lock and stepping inside she immediately picked up the scent of another. Her room mate had arrived after she had left for the party. Not wishing to be rude and awake them if they were sleeping she made her way over to her bed and sat down on the edge of it. The moon was bright as it glimmered through the window and by moonlight Nessa undressed and slipped under the covers. Nessa never wore pajamas. If it were cold enough out she could be found wearing a t shirt to bed but the norm for her was to sleep in the nude.

Nessa lay awake thinking about the night for some time. Finally sleep overtook her as her thoughts turned to Savah and she drifted off to dream. Morning however came far to early as the alarm went off buzzing in her ear. The morning sun was just beginning to filter through the windows. Hitting the snooze button once Nessa continued to lay in bed curled up under the covers. Within moments the infernal buzzing began again and Nessa turned the alarm off. Nessa never hit the snooze more than once. It had been a part of her self discipline, one that her mother had started her on when she had just been at a young age. Nessa shook her head no. No, she would not start her morning by allowing herself to be depressed and missing her parents. Instead Nessa grabbed her silk robe beside her bed and stood up, first stretching then wrapping the robe around her.

Looking around Nessa groaned remembering that she hadn't unpacked her bags yet. She'd have to unpack later, there wasn't time now. Not unless she wanted to be late for class her first day and that wouldn't go over well so instead she opted for a shower.

When she went to retrieve the items from her bag that she would be wearing that day she noticed something stuck to the zipper of the bag. What in the hell? Nessa was thinking out loud. Fur? Someone or some thing had been in her bags. It must have been her room mate and Nessa was furious. Normally Nessa was fairly mild mannered but one thing that this room mate would need to learn was that she enjoyed her space and her privacy and if they were to live here together it would be understood in no uncertain terms to keep their hands, or paws, or whatever the hell they were off of her personal belongings. Ready to storm out of her room and give her new roomie a piece of her mind her gaze fell upon the clock again. Damn it Nessa muttered under her breath. It would have to wait.

Making her way to the shower Nessa noticed more fur in the shower. A string of curse words that could have made a sailor blush spilled from her lips as she leaned down and cleaned the fur up. She and her new room mate definitely needed to have a talk. And soon.

Slipping her robe off of her shoulders Nessa turned on the water allowing it to get hot before stepping inside. Turning her face up into the water Nessa stood there her pale skin glistening as the water cascaded down her lithe form. Her thoughts turned to Savah once more. For some reason she couldn't seem to get him out of her mind.

Nessa washed out her long hair, rinsing it and applied the conditioner leaving it in her hair as she picked up the wash cloth and lathered it up. Within moments her hands moved slowly over her skin, lingering, caressing it lightly and lathering it as she thought of Savah. Nessa felt her skin tingling and blushing as she realized that she had been imaging that it was Savahs hands gliding over her. Quickly she rinsed off and rinsed her hair out.

Stepping out of the shower she hurriedly finished getting ready for class and made her way back out of the bathroom, hoping she would finally meet her new room mate.

[Almost_Blue]

[Forced into Morning after xD]
Looking in the Mirror, Danene began fixing her bangs to a more attractive demeanor that fits her slender face, or atleast that's what she'd be telling everyone, keeping them in the dark about her forehead bruise that appeared early in the last night.
"Alright.. enough vanity for now.." She commented to herself, reaching over in a quick manner and grasped the sash of her school bag, pulling it up over her arm and resting it off her shoulder as she headed toward her door.

Danene closed the door in a quiet manner as she exited, knowing that not all other students wake up at this time to go to school.
She opened up her bag, and began shuffling throughout it's contents, looking for the keys to lock her door.
"Oh come on.." she mumbled in a displeased way.

[nonangelic92]

Lilli smiled at Nessa. "Ah yes. Rozenforte is always a great dance partner, espiecally when he dances to music not from our century." Once they arriveed back at the college she bid ado to Messa and Hayden, she walked to her dorm room. She liked living alone, no one to mess with you when you have a bad day. Lilli sat upon her bed and thought about the events that occured that night.

The next morning Lilli awoke feeling absolutely amazing. Being half fairy she was usually a smash of emotions, but today only one emotion stuck out and that was happy. Lilli brushed her hair warching it fall smoothly over her back. She had no idea what to wear today, sure she wanted to make yet another good impression on her teachers but she also wanted to make an impression on the first years. Lilli scanned through her closet and came out smiling, "Perfect!" She quickly changed into the a light pink sundress, put on a pair of light violet tights, and slid her feet into some clear colored flip flops. She smiled at her self, "Lilli," she told herself, "You look radiant. Now off to class." She smiled, picked up her ID card, her cell, and her bag of books and what not's, and headed off to go eat something before class started.

[RisingPhoenix]

Toshiro jumped from the highest point of the school and landed just in front of a 1st Year who was scared senseless. He fell to the ground, shaking as he looked at Toshiro whose eyes were a bit disturbing due to the fact that they were shimmering a weird turquoise color indicating that both his vampiric side and lycan side were resting and his Elven blood had taken over. He looked down at the scared boy and knelt down, picking the boy up with little effort.

"Let me go.." the boy screamed making Toshiro laugh. When Toshiro laughed the boy simply looked at him and blinked a few times. He was still scared but he wasn't as scared of Toshiro now. Toshiro's eyes seemed so bright in the morning that it was very unnatural and only made him stick out more.

"You alright? I didn't mean to scare you, you're a first year right?" Toshiro asked smiling. The boy shook his head to signify "no" and stood there silent.

"How rude of me, my name is Toshiro, so what year are you?" Toshiro asked. There was a long pause as the boy took in Toshiro. He smiled and Toshiro smiled and finally the boy uttered his second set of words since their abrupt meeting.

"My name's Tyler, Tyler Sugoyami, I'm a third year, I've seen you around but I've stayed my distance. You know your reputation proceeds you, I thought you were some evil killing machine," Tyler said laughing weakly. Toshiro sighed and smiled.

"Everyone thinks that but I'm really a nice guy, once you get to know me," Toshiro said rubbing the back of his head. Tyler laughed, "Well I would love to get to know you." Toshiro's eyes seemed to sparkle and Tyler noticed.

"I know you're a vampire and a lycan but why are your eyes twinkling like that?" Tyler asked picking up his books that he had dropped, or rather bending down to do so but before he could grab them, Toshiro had grabbed them and was holding them out for him to take. Tyler smirked, "you're fast, I'm a Dhampir and I can't move that fast." Toshiro smirked and became a blur until he stood behind the boy.

"I'm an elf, or rather have Elven blood running through my vein along with the mixture of vampire and lycan blood, it's really strange if you ask me." Tyler jumped at the sudden movement of Toshiro and smiled, "you know you might get me in trouble with my friends if they catch you flirting with me."

Toshiro laughed and wrapped one arm around Tyler's shoulder.

"Why is that? You're not allowed to flirt?" Toshiro asked. Tyler turned to face him and placed his books in his bag.

"It's not that I don't flirt, but flirting usually leads to something, how about you call me when you get a chance," Tyler said as he pulled out a blank piece of paper no bigger than a sticky note and jotted down his name and number as well as his schedule. This guy was really putting himself out there, Toshiro just hoped he wouldn't mess it up.

He took the piece of paper from Tyler and smiled as Tyler walked away, throwing a wink in his direction before vanishing around the corner of the school. Smirking, Toshiro vanished in a wisp of smoke and soon appeared in his dorm room.

He stripped of his clothes and laid the piece of paper on his dresser before walking into the bathroom and hoping into the cold shower. Yes, cold, to de-stimulate what had been stimulated. He wondered what Savah was doing and for that matter what anyone else was doing and decided to check once his shower was done.

[Mysteria]

Nessa made her way back over to her bed to pick up things and tucked her I.D. card into her bra since she rarely ever bothered with a pocket book. Nessa noticed that her room mate wasn't up yet. It was then that Nessa had a devious thought. It was morning, the sun was shining brightly and what better way for a bit of pay back than to throw open the blinds and let all of that bright light come streaming into the room?

For a split second she felt a pang of guilt as she drew back the curtains. Her people were a normally a very respectable type and her parents had taught her to always respect others so she probably shouldn't do it but the thought passed rather briefly though as Nessa couldn't resist the urge to pull the blind down as far as it would go and let it fly back up. With a slight smirk and one quick movement of her hand the blind snapped and rolled up making a loud noise and almost coming off of the hooks at the top of the window.

As the light filtered into the room Nessa laughed out loud as she levitated the blankets off of her room mate and deposited them on the floor beside him. At least she thought it was a him anyhow, it was hard to tell under all of that fur curled up into one big ball.

Nessa stood there staring at him, finally speaking trying to sound angry. "Hey, you, we need to have a talk." she said firmly but was actually having a hard time not busting up laughing.

[Cheshire]

Léa was blushing furiously for a good few minutes after Rozenforte had left the room... however by the time Tyrone asked about her waking up, she looked up at him with a bit of a blank expression. Answering calmly and without a hint of emotion in her voice: "Well enough..."

She got up after answering, looking to the bathroom and back at Tyrone, "My clothes... smell of alchohol, sweat and... your master... please clean them thoroughly." she spoke flatly, lifting her shirt over her head with a similar lack of concern as what Rozenforte had shown previously. The rest of her clothes followed suit, being left in a nice pile for Tyrone as she stepped into the bathroom.

Turning the shower on, she let the warm water flow over her for a few moments, washing off some the lingering sentiment she didn't need to be carrying with her. She ran her fingers through her snow white hair... the icy blue streaks in it just emphasizing her usual cool demeanor. She washed her face, trying to wash off each last hint of emotion...

A while later she stepped back out of the shower, grabbing a towel and drying off before redressing with her clean clothes and heading down to meet Rozenforte and grab some of the promised food before they left, her face now back to it's normal stoic demeanor.

[Higurashi]

Alex awoke with a scream of pure pain and terror echoeing through the nearby halls from his room. A couple of people came to investigate and were somehwat repulsed by what they found. The normally pleasent room had been ripped to shreds and many arcane symbols where drawn in melted candle wax along the walls and floor. In the center was a giant pentagram which all of the symbols seemed to circle around like planets around a star. Alex sat writhing in the middle of this with his eyes rolled up in his head. The strongest mentally of them managed to re-awake Alex before finally seccumbing to the pain washing over their minds.

There are those back in ancient times which could enslave those arond them by mere touch. Then there were those that accomplished this by sight and sound. Then finally there were the ones that did this through the mind. The last of these were the most powerful of all. The best of these became great leaders with massive slave armies. The most powerful of the powerful however.... could control these people while they still had no concious notice of it. This race was named the Far-seers by those that knew of their existence. Even the weakest were used as phsycics and advisers by great lords. As it is today, much of this race had died out but for a few....
Excerpt from the Book of Mages: Ch. 16 V. 937

[spirits breath]

Ears perking to life as the snap of the curtains echoed like an alarm clock imbeded into his skull. He shifted positions, much like he was going to pounce at the window. His eyes opened quickly to figure out what he should be looking at before he jumped. The sunlight flashed brighter than it normally was, but spending the past several hours asleep in the dark intensefied his reaction to the light.

Ashrir stumbled back, head swaying as he struggled to snap out of a daze. He stepped back over his tail, then continued backing up to the edge of the bed. The flat edge bent down, causing him to fall back.

A loud thud seemed extreamly loud to him, and his face winced in the newfound pain, amplified by just waking up. His wings were damaged enough before, and now seemed to sear in pain, and his head hummed with a developing headache. His eyes slowely opened to the sight of his room mate. He turnedover, rolling if anything, soon to be on four feet. He weakly spoke. "Ahh... you could have just smacked me across the rear or something. Now I got wounds open and my entire head hurts like an ear bug lust made my head its home and laid some eggs. Then those eggs hatched."

He pushed himself up onto his hind legs, then pulled himself on to his bed. His body shuffled to the side, wings now feeling warmer with a few small wounds open. The blood in his body seemed to pulse pain from his wings and head to his brain. He looked at her, hearing her tone, she had obviously found out his curiosity.

He bowed his head, tilting it to the right. "I guess I did deserve this." He paused, opening his left eye a little to see what she was doing, then closed it. "Look, I know I did the wrong thing. I just had to figure out if my room mate was a male or female. But I am sorry about it." He sighed, shaking his head to himself. His voice was soft, trembling a little. "I... I accidently sniffed your. " His mind wanted to say, I sniffed your bra and thong, but His mouth seemed to hang.
He used his tail and smacked himself along his neck. " Look, I opened it, sniffing along the seam out of curiosity. And then I opened it a bit much. I have no idea how to put this in any other way, but..." He winced again with his heart rate elevating. "I accidently sniffed your bra and thong. I am ashamed of it, and I deserve some sort of punishment. Your choice of when and how. I am sorry."

[Dirzrahel]

Rozenforte stood at the end of the hall, his right eye looking upon Léa as she descended the steps into his view. He nodded to her, a smile forming on his lips as his face turned away. For some reason, she had woken up disturbed enough to attack him magically. He had wondered about why for quite a bit while he had enjoyed his morning omelet and croissant, coming to the conclusion that the girl had not slept next to a nude Italian man such as himself. Though, he saw nothing wrong with the matter. Tyrone appeared next to him and the two had a talk amongst themselves, of business, and of departure. Rozenforte's belongings that needed to go with him had been packed within the confines of his vehicle.

Bel watched the girl at the end of the stairs and clapped repeatedly, to hurry her up a bit.

"I apologize, principessa. We cannot dine in breakfast, as we both have a class to rush to. Please get what you desire. There is fruit, bread, and omelet left. I will be in the car." The Italian explained, turning on his heel as he went out the front door.


Outside an engine roared into life as Rozenforte inserted the key into his very Italian guy. The Lamborghini Murcielago was a dark, deep black that seemed to reflect all color in the world in its sheen. However, it was not a regular super-car. Bel had designed the specs within the car himself to fit his needs for his 'job', and as such, was magically as well as technological. He rolled down all the windows to let the fresh air permeate the inside of the car. Rozenforte could have gone with any car model, but with his taste in mind, he had used to go street-racing years ago. He liked very fast cars. If it was within the wealth of House Bel'Albion, he would please himself. He muttered a few words, the garage door closing and a magic circle sealing it shut. He had quite the security system as well.

Tyrone looks tot he young lady, then to his pocket watch. He tapped the clock repeatedly.

"You have exactly forty minutes to get to your first class, with a thirty-five minute drive to the University, Milady. I would suggest you make haste."

[Mysteria]

Nessa watched in humor as her room mate quickly jumped off the bed. That humor faded quickly as she realized that she had inadvertantly hurt him when he spoke "Ahh... you could have just smacked me across the rear or something. Now I got wounds open and my entire head hurts like an ear bug lust made my head its home and laid some eggs. Then those eggs hatched."

Moving towards his bed Nessa picked up the blankets she had thrown on the floor and sat on the edge of his bed, a look of concern crossing her face as she did so. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, I just wanted to pay you back for going through my things."

Nessa turned to get a better look at him. She wasn't exactly certain what species he was and thought it would be impolite to out right ask. She figured she'd wait until he was ready to tell her, that is if he was ever ready to tell her.

"I accidentally sniffed your bra and thong. I am ashamed of it, and I deserve some sort of punishment. Your choice of when and how. I am sorry."

Reaching out she touched his bleeding wing. And she felt even worse when he spoke to her because he almost sounded frightened. Nessa sighed as she leaned across the bed. "Look, I don't want to make an enemy out of my room mate. Don't be afraid of me. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm an elf and I'm not really into hurting people anyhow. And I have no intentions of punishing you, just do me a favor and don't go through my stuff okay? I'm not perfect in keeping house either but clean up in the shower when your done and we will get along just fine." Then she laughed in that tinkling voice as she stood back up "And now that you know I'm a female don't be sniffing my clothes anymore because if I catch you the next time I won't be so understanding."

Realizing it was time for her to get going and find her first class of the day she moved towards the door. "I have to go now but if you're around when I get back maybe we can talk more. By the way, I'm Nessa. Oh, and by the way, I sleep in the nude so if your shy, just don't look."

[spirits breath]

Ashrir watched in a bit of fear as she moved her hand past his head, only to feel his wings. Her skin was soft, yet seemed without intention of hurting his wings. He kept them folded tight, but wanted to spread them out to her. Only he refused himself. He didn't want to come out too soon and show her his ruined wings.

His face seemed to brighten up, as she wasn't entirely angry with him. Save a few reminders that he would have to brush a bit more often, possibly before showering. And to not touch her things. Her name seemed to echo in his head momentrily. "Nessa, my names Ashrir. But, assuming your bags were packed as well I have to say this is also your first year." He hopped off the bed, walking towards her and the door. A small facade of a smile washed over his face momentarily. "Guess we will be seeing each other more often than we might of intended to. I am also a first year student. i will meet you in class, I must get dressed and brush myself."

He gently closed the door to his room, grabbing the small brush he used regularly to keep his pelt soft and stop several hairs from coating his clothes. The brush went along his body slowely, even slower by his head and groin. A few places left unbrushed as the brush would have to be held at an angle he couldn't brush it on his own. The brush soon was completely black as it held about at much fur as it could. He made another quick brush through, getting just about every loose hair he could.

He moved to his bag, pulling out his bright blue mesh like shirt. Buttoning it along his back above and below his wings. His purple tight pants went on next, streatching wide as it neared his buttox and around his tail. Even when buttoned he could probobly show his entire rear end to people and they would see everything. Luckely he didn't do that...unless needed for a joke.

He scrounged aorund for his green coller. While he didn't need it. It felt as if it was needed to him. The card soon followed, going into his pants where it was last time. "Guess I am ready for my first day." Ashrir looked at the clock. "Broke a record. only took ten minutes to brush, but crud I got to run or I will be late...on the first day.

He walked quickly out the main door, and snaked around the mass of legs that were going out as well. He thought to himself. i could have put lotin or something on my wings but I will have to manage for a little longer. The bleeding stopped and I am not going to open them for a little bit. Once out side, he found an opening, and ran, hind legs going up to where his front legs were and pushed hard. His tail bounded diagonally with his motions, hitting the ground several times as well. He soon found himself having to slow down, just about at his power training class.

He ignored a few comments about his appearance and things against him in general. Relishing in the fact that he seemed awake this early and not tired much at all. He turned into the small room there his class was to be held. He scanned the room. All un familiar faces and nobody who he could seem to interact much at all with. At least to the ones he saw at his angle. Three feet off the ground, looking almost directly into some peoples groin or legs wasn't a good way to find people.

[Cheshire]

Léa nodded, simply grabbing a piece of bread before following Rozenforte to the car. She looked it over and commented, quite flatly, "Very impressive, it must be worth quite a lot."

She took only a moment to examine it, before getting in, "I have a motorcycle myself. One of the few gifts I've received... they probably hoped I'd kill myself on it." She didn't say this with any particular sadness, merely as though she were stating a fact. Her face didn't reveal any hint of a particular emotion either... and she merely paused a moment before adding: "I've become quite good with it, though... how about you? This is a fancy car, but can you make it sing?"

[nonangelic92]

Lilli stopped by the cafe that was on school grounds. She bought an bottle of water and a banan but muffin. She walked the path way towards her first class eager to find out which new first years decided to learn about the great myths of our world.

Lilli walked through the doorway of the classroom, seeing Mythology written across the board. She noticed a few people in the class room but that was it. She sat in the eighth row in the eighth seat, her regular spot in every classroom. She placed her stuff to her left side and pull out her laptop ready to start the day.

[DB.]

Hayden slowly lifted his head out of the bed covers. He was laying along the width of the bed on his stomach, his feet dangling over the edge of it. He didn't even remember how or when he got there, though he figured Nessa probably gave him a ride back; he made a mental note to thank her later. He looked over the alarm clock next to the bed and, seeing what time it was, brought his head back on the covers and groaned.

"Why does school have to start so early," he yelled into the sheets, groaning again. Pushing himself off of the bed he entered the bathroom and closed the door. He turned the water on and began removing his clothes, throwing them anywhere, not caring where they fell on the bathroom floor, he was too tired for that. He slowly stepped into the shower and let the water pour onto him for a while before thoroughly washing his hair.

After a while he stepped out of the shower again, wrapping a towel around his waist and picking his clothes off of the floor. As he walked over to his bags Hayden picked out his favorite hoodie and his pants from the pile of clothes in his arms and threw them onto the bed, he only really needed to change his underwear anyway.

He opened his bag and pulled out some underwear, socks, and a white undershirt, quickly slipping each of them; along with the clothes on his bed.

As he finished he looked at the clock again; crap, he was going to be late if he didn't hurry. Letting the towel, along with the rest of the clothes, fall onto the floor, he grabbed his ID card of the nightstand and rushed out of the door.

[Mysteria]

Nessa stepped out of her dorm room into the bright sunshine of the day and squinted. It was too damned bright and she'd forgotten her sunglasses. She had an aversion to brightness, her eyes were sensitive to bright lights. Taking her schedule from where it was tucked in she looked at her schedule. Magical Dexterity was first on her list.

Nessa sighed. She really should have tried to look over the campus before heading off for that party last night. Even though she had wanted to be on time chances were she was going to be late.

Nessa looked around but didn't see anyone she had met the night before that she could ask. Oh well Nessa thought to herself. Looked like she was going to be late. Such was the life of a newbie in their first year of college.

[RisingPhoenix]

Mr. Rowen walked into the Power Training class wearing nothing but a tank top and a pair of khaki pants and some sneakers on. He looked to be around the age of 30 but he never told his real age, only letting people guess, but even when the guessed he was never straight forward. Smiling as he entered the class he opened his mouth and his booming, dominant and strong voice filled the area.

"Alright, everyone take your seats and we shall begin once Savah gets here, he'll be my assistant for this entire school year, such a great kid," Mr. Rowen said as he strolled over to the desk and sat down. Instantly writing appeared on the white board behind him. Then paper appeared on the students desks with information as well as a form to fill out.

The form stated the following:

What is your name:
What is your power:

And that was it, a small piece of paper it was but it was so significant that it was indestructible. Mr. Rowen simply exhaled and continued waiting on Savah who was running late.

Savah turned the shower off and walked out of the bathroom rather nude. He dried off and got dressed, wearing regal Elf attire, which was always elegant and form fitting. It was green in color, and a bit of grey here and there shimmered on the outfit. Smiling, he combed his hair and watched it catch the light and fill the room once more. Shaking his hair, he grabbed his bag and exited out of the room.

His classes didn't start till later and he had promised Mr. Rowen that he would assist him the entire year seeing as Mr. Rowen had taken a liking to him since his first year.

Walking rather casually through the halls, he eventually came to the Power Control classroom and entered in.

"There is my star pupil," Mr. Rowen said as he quickly stood up and smiled.

"Curt, you're too kind," Savah replied having been told to speak Mr. Rowen's first name whenever he saw him by Mr. Rowen himself.

"Class, this is my assistant, Savah Kerubin, treat him as a teacher and show him respect as you would me," Mr. Rowen said as he smiled and his named appeared on the white board. He looked back and then looked at Savah.

"I almost forgot, I am Mr. Curt Rowen, please call me Mr. Rowen unless I tell you otherwise, now then, we shall begin in five minutes, for I see some of my students aren't here yet."

Savah smiled and walked casually towards the seat that was situated right beside Mr. Rowen's desk. He sat down and looked around the room at the students and wondered why Mr. Rowen had even asked him for help. Smiling, he caught sight of Ashrir and simply looked at the boy, not in a odd way but in a more attracted way. He blinked and turned his head as he crossed his legs and hummed a beautiful melody as he waited.



Mrs. Kendrick walked into the Mythology class and looked at the array of students whom dared to take her class. There was a lot of talking but once Mrs. Kendrick walked in, the talking ceased.

"Alright, I want you all to turn in your Mythology books to the chapter involving Fairies and I want you to read that chapter and complete the twenty questions and after that warm up the class shall truly begin," She said as her named appeared on the white board behind her followed by dramatic music and a bit of rumbling thunder.

Amongst the staff at St. Langoustine, Mrs. Kendrick was a real witch, she was one of the most hateful, dramatic and angry teacher but there were others at St. Langoustine who were far worse than Mrs. Kendrick.

She cackled loudly and sat down at her desk.



Mr. Phillips walked into his Magic Dexterity class and smiled. He was one of the nicest teachers there and hardly ever gave homework, taking the hands on approach more than the book approach. Smirking as he walked into the class, he looked over the variety of students and clapped his hands together signaling the beginning of class as the doors slammed shut.

The lights flickered off and were replaced with a softer light.

"Who in here can tell me the cost of using DARK MAGIC?" He asked a very devious grin spreading across his face. Information scribed itself on the white board but was unseen to the the lighting. Mr. Phillips simply stood there, the devious smile ever present on his face.



Toshiro got out of the shower and got dressed. He was wearing more Elvish clothing than anything else. It seemed to fit his form as he slipped on the knee high boots that came with the outfit. It always felt good to be able to dress the way his mother's kind did. Smiling, he finally straightened his hair, no more was it spiky, he looked more Elven did he did any other race.

He was content with his look now, he looked more pleasant and less blood thirsty. He walked out of his room and headed towards his first class of the day, Power Ultimatum. As he walked in, the instructor, Professor Rowark snapped his attention on Toshiro and sneered.

"You are late Mr. Morinoto," Prof. Rowark snapped as he glared and went back to instructing the class. The classroom had been transformed into a wilderness and Prof. Rowark was explaining to everyone that they would be split into teams, and whilst in these teams they would have to go into the "wilderness" and train their powers.

"Just because you are 4th years, 5th years, 6th years and above, doesn't mean you have MASTERED your abilities, you all are still far from mastery but you've managed to make it halfway," Prof. Rowark said in his regal voice as he was from England and it showed in his voice.

Toshiro sighed and got in line as everyone began to be split into two groups.

"It's team against team, we shall see what you have learned since Power Control class."

[Higurashi]

After awhile Alex managed to get off the floor. Long before the other students had managed to crawl away. He cleaned up the mess in his room and got cleaned up. He then dressed in his class robes. He walked out of his room and headed down the hallway. He looked at his wristwatch and saw that he wasn't late yet. He still hurried regardless. A couple of the students he passed gave him weary glances as he went by. The strongest of those that had come to help him came up to and enquired what had happened. "Oh, I just had a really bad experience last night at the party and it spilled over into the morning. I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm sorry." Alex said. "Oh that was you?" The guy asked. "I didn't know what happened there, but is okay. I understand that it wasn't intetional. Names Eric by the way." Alex blinked a couple of times before responding. "Oh well thank you for understanding Eric but I have to get into class." Alex then hurried off to his first class of the day which was Power training.... Because He talked he was late however. He walked shyly into the room and apologized, then took his seat. He looked around for people he knew. He did notice the girl from last night but she totally ingnored him. He looked at his schedule and read this Power Control, History, Summoning 101, Necromany, You and your Familiar, Physics, The Sentient Mind 101,Future Watching. He had more classes than the other so most of them would be shorter.

[DB.]

Carp, crap, crap! He was late; almost all of the other students were already in class. What kind of student would be late on their first day of school.

Hayden was tempted to shift forms, but it wasn't a good idea considering how unstable it could be. Either he would shift out a few seconds after using it, or he'd be stuck in wolf form for a while. It only happened about less than half the time but it was enough to stop him from trying.

Rounding a corner he was face to face with the door to his power training class. He whimpered a bit before opening the door and stepping in.

This was a moment where if he had a tail as a human, it would be between his legs. Hayden quickly took his seat and looked down at his paper.

[Mysteria]

Nessa kept repeating her classes in her mind as she wandered around looking for her first class. Magical Dexterity, Training, Archery, Telekinetics Training 101, Empath Training 101, 480. 480? Nessa smiled as she remembered the significance of the number.

Nessa made it to her class and grabbed a seat in the front of the class with mere seconds to spare before the teacher walked in. She'd not even had time to find out if anyone else was there that she recognized before he introduced himself as Mr. Phillips. The lights went off and were replaced with a softer light which Nessa was grateful for since the bright light earlier had begun to give her a slight headache.

"Who in here can tell me the cost of using DARK MAGIC?" Nessa was an elf and typically had never used dark magic herself nor did she know anyone who practiced it regularly but she did know what it was. Or at least she thought she did anyhow. Well her dad had always said there was no such thing as a dumb question but then again, her dad wasn't a teacher. Well if she was about to answer wrong she'd live with it. After all, that's what she was here for. She was here to learn.

Raising her hand Nessa said "I believe dark magic is is the belief of practices of sorcery that draws on assumed malevolent powers."

If she was wrong she'd find out soon enough. And if she was wrong, it wouldn't be the first time nor probably would it be the last.

[Dirzrahel]

The moment that Léa stepped foot in the car and sat down was the moment the vehicle came to life, the blur of the world rushing past them in a mystical arrangement of colors. Rozenforte look to his side, nodding at the girl's motorcycle comment.

"I have a Ducati 848, myself. With some modifications." He added, taking the keys out of the key and stopping the vehicle in the parking lot of the University. The Lamborghini itself had some illegal modifications to it, making it go faster determined by the mental status of the driver. It was dangerous for those with unstable minds and emotions, but for Rozenforte, there was no need. He stepped out of the car, his eyes training directly onto the Mythology building. He looked to his pocket watch which trailed into his right pocket, and noticed he had about ten minutes to spare.

Looking to Léa, Rozenforte motioned to a building.

"That is where you will be. Perhaps I will see you again at some point. My dormitory is at the top level of the dorms."

With that, Rozenforte left promptly. He appeared much later, walking into the Power Ultimatum class as the clock ticked the last minute, just to see the class turn into a forest. This scenario again.

After being in this class three times in search of a way to stop his power from threatening his own life with each use, he was quite aware of Professor Rowark's teaching, and Professor Rowark was informed by the Headmaster of Rozenforte's ability. As such, Bel was usually by himself in this scenario. Mainly because his partner was within his own body.

Rozenforte walked forward and shook hands with the Professor, nodding.

"Buon giorno, professore Rowark. This has become a thing of tradition to you, has it not? This forest?" He joked, laughing lightly.

[RisingPhoenix]

Mr. Phillips looked around the class. So many bright faces that seemed eager to learn but one stood out among the rest. Her name, he believe, was Nessa, a beautiful Elf or rather a Half Breed. Mr. Phillips smiled and watched as Nessa raised her hands. Holding his mouth open, he listened to her speak and finally closed his mouth once she had finished.

"Ahh, my dear, that is what dark magic is supposedly defined as but, I want to know if you know the cost of using said magic," Mr. Phillips said smiling, "I'll give you a hint, you see this light bulb," He said producing a light bulb in his hand. It flickered to life and shined brightly.

"As time goes on, this light bulb will use more and more energy and eventually it will cease from working, that is the cost of dark magic, it will draw from the user bit by bit until the user is but a shell, however there are those who can use it effectively without much side effects."

Mr. Phillips clapped his hands and a book fell onto the table of each student. This book had an eerie aura about it, it had a dark leather or was it skin, either way it seemed wet. The title, "MYSTERIES OF DARK MAGIC" seemed to be etched in some type of crimson liquid, could it be blood? Mr. Phillips sighed and crossed his arm, "new curriculum, they want you all to read nearly every chapter in that book, but you can do that on your own time."

Mr. Phillips walked to the white board and finally the lights brightened and revealed the text on the board. It read:

"THIS IS AN ALL FUN, ALL HANDS ON ZONE, IF ANYONE DOESN'T WANT TO BE IN SUCH A CLASS PLEASE GO TO THE FRONT OFFICE AND BE REASSIGNED"

Mr. Phillips smiled and sat an orb on his desk. It shimmered and pulsated and finally calmed to a solid glow of turquoise. Mr. Phillips looked over his class and nodded.

"Each of you will show me what you got, step up to the orb and it will produce an enemy, the enemy is up to you, it can be a copy of you or it can be something you fear. Your job is to fight the enemy and vanquish it, we will do this every day until you vanquish your fears," Mr. Phillip said as he stepped out of the way and allowed the students to come up and stand in front of the orb.

As one student stood there, it shimmered and pulsated and produced a hideous monster. The room had been transformed into a vast field, a battlefield and Mr. Phillips was simply standing there as everyone had received their enemies or rather their fears to face.



Prof. Rowark turned his neck to face Rozenforte. A wide smile crossed his lips as he looked at the man and listened to him talk.

"Awww, Rozenforte, even you have not mastered said abilities, now then is everyone in line, alright, let the sorting begin."

A flash of light filled the area and when it subsided all the boys had either tank tops or no shirts on and around their biceps was a band. This band was enchanted and it's properties would become clear soon. One team had Scarlet bands while another team had Turquoise bands.

Prof. Rowark smiled and witnessed that Toshiro had a Turqoise band while Rozenforte had a Scarlet band. "Oh the drama," He said softly as he trotted out of the way and waved his hands. Instantly, everyone vanished and appeared in seperate parts of the forest, it was a large enough forest to actually get lost in. There were no markers, no signs no nothing, you were placed in the wilderness and someone on the opposing team was after you to claim your band for their own.

Whenever the band was removed, and it had to be removed when the person was knocked unconscious, then and only then would it relinquish the hold it hand on the participant in this game Prof. Rowark so enjoyed. There was a twist but it wouldn't be instated until the game had went pass the half way mark.

Toshiro appeared in the lake. He thrashed and thought he would drown but regained his composure and swam to the shore. Having took in some of the water, he gasped and spit it back out. There were no birds, no insects, this place was desolate but there were traps everywhere. Dangerous creatures and deadly plants that would consume a player if they were not careful. Toshiro slowly stood to his feet and looked around, this was going to be a piece of cake, or so he thought.


Savah looked at Alex as he walked in and simply sighed then he watched as Hayden walked in and hoped that he would be the last of the student who didn't set their alarm clocks and thought it to be fun to be late to class. Standing he reintroduced himself and walked around the class.

Mr. Rowen smirked as he watched Savah be all assertive.

"In this class, you will learn what your power is and what it does. You will work with your power and harness it in different ways. As you move up to Power Adaptation, you will go further into the uses of your powers, but this is just a basics and I will not tolerate LATE arrivals while I am helping Mr. Rowen, nor will I tolerate negativity, DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?" Savah asked as he stood there with his hands behind his back.

Mr. Rowen smiled, he had taught Savah well so it seemed.

[Higurashi]

Alex cringes when Savah speaks. He supposes that someone couldn't be nice all of the time even when they had been nice the night before. Alex sits attentively and resists the urge to look at the girl when Savah finishes his statement the class collectively says "Yes sir" in a half-hearted manner. Alex personally wondered what was going to happen in this class. His mind wandered through the class but stayed off the teacher and Savah's. He was sure that they would be able to detect it. He sifted through the various students memories and found that most if not all of them had been at the party last night. He focused on one person in particulars thoughts, the girls. He still didn't know her name and he grimaced at this. He looked through her memories only to find most of them curiosly locked from him. He was only able to see a faint image of her fourth birthday and a more recent one of him. THen the positions were reversed as she sensed him somehow. The mental avatars faced each other. Her said, "I told you it wasn't polite to spy. Now please don't." She said this in my head while I sensed her smiling...

[Dirzrahel]

"I am aware of this, professore Rowark. Is that not why I am here?" Rozenforte complied, accepting the band. The same as always.

He was transported to a rather remote part of the forest. He had remembered it from stumbling into it on accident last time. It was unfortunate that such a peaceful, beautiful place was scattered with Ents within his area. That set the beauty off quite negatively. He had remembered many situations within this forest he'd rather not confront without a legitimate source of defense. The Italian reached into his back pocket, producing a rather small pocket knife with a black enamel handle. He flipped it open, scoring the trees as he went by.

Be not fooled, this was not a way to mark the path. There was quite a different meaning in what he was doing. He was determining if they were alive or not.

The knife nicked dark bark and liquid began pouring out, the blood of an Ent. A huge branch came swinging, knocking Rozenforte off his feet and into the air, the Italian landing on his back with a resounding thud. There would be a bruise there eventually, for sure. No broken bones. No grave injuries. Mr. Belial would not allow that to happen to his host.

Rozenforte said nothing as he walked casually back to the Ent, jumping and pulling back his fist, punching with all his might at the trunk. His fist burst through and opened swiftly, clutching the Ent's heart in his hand, and ripping it out. A beating vegetable heart, slimy and moist, was then crushed within his right hand. The Ent fell over, nothing but a tree now. The magic working the trees was basic, but if not dealt with, meant death for the intruder. Since the heart is the center of the Ent's magic, disabling it will disable the spell-binding. With one Ent defeated in such a curt way, the others would not attack. Like nature, these beings had one mind. One mind that said to stay away from the one who had the demon Belial inside of him.

Rozenforte continued his stroll, the knife resting in his back pocket again. He had just passed through that part of the forest without a hiccup, and was soon within the desolate part that was dark, dank, and full of nasty sentient plants. He had gone far enough that he had seen that pale one fall into a lake and nearly drown, then muster enough strength to swim to shore. Bel stood in between two trees, waving to Toshiro.

"Ah, il vampiro. You can swim. Benissimo." He said in his own way, turning on his heel and continuing his trek through the forest. He truly had no care in the world about getting attacked. If he were to be assailed, he would respond with defense and destruction. If Rozenforte remembered correctly, he was a mere fifty-three miles away from where the class room door was. A few days constant walk would be incredibly healthy. Though, he knew professore Rowark enough that the game was the same. The bands must be collected. The Italian inwardly sighed.

"You may have to use me. I encourage it."

"Yes, Mr. Belial. Perhaps you are correct." He replied, his right eye glancing behind him where the vampire boy still was.

[RisingPhoenix]

Toshiro stood slowly getting used to his surroundings as he pulled a beautiful bow out of thin air and surprisingly no quiver appeared but an arrowed appeared within Toshiro's hand. He hooked it into the bow and aimed it at Rozenforte.

"Wassup man, sorry about this," He said softly as the arrow was released. It seemed as if the arrow was heading straight for Rozenforte. The wind wrapped around the arrow and produced a torrent of skin slicing pressure that hurled just past Rozenforte's head and struck a Venus Flytrap looking plant that had prepared itself to lunch on Rozenforte.

Toshiro nodded to Rozenforte, though he did not like Rozenforte, he had respect for him and in a flash Toshiro was dashing off into the forest to collect as many bands as he could before returning to face Rozenforte.

It wasn't long before a fireball struck a tree inches away from Toshiro's head. Toshiro aimed the arrow expertly and launched it, striking a 4th Year. The arrow was blunt but it had enough power to knock the boy out cold. Toshiro dodged an onslaught of various elemental orbs before retaliating with a storm of arrows that struck a least four of the guys, 2 of them 5th years and 2 6th years.

Toshiro had gotten cut in the process, on his leg, it was fairly deep and he watched as the blood ran down his leg. Pushing the thought of blood loss into the back of his mind, Toshiro gathered the five bands and watched as the five boys vanished from the field.

He looked at the Scarlet bands and watched as they turned Turqoise, each inscribed with the names of the students he had retrieved them from. They attached to his bicep and he was off again, searching, hunting.



Savah looked at Alex and stood in front of him.

"Alex is it? Do you like reading people's minds? If you had been paying attention, I told everyone to fill out the forms and pass them to the front, but I see we have someone who likes to let their mind wander, I have a cure for that," Savah said rather coldly as his face was now only inches from Alex.

"After class, Gymnasium, and don't worry, you will be able to make your other classes," Savah said as he smirked and stood up straight.

After everyone had turned in their forms, he handed them to Mr. Rowen and clapped his hands together.

"Alright class, now that the seriousness has somewhat passed, I want you all to look around the room and pick the person you think is your complete opposite. That person you pick will be your sparing partner. Please note that we do collect broken bones and lacerated skin here in this class. Now then, when I tell you to, I want you to stand up and take your partner by the hand."

Savah waited for everyone to look at their neighbor and when he was sure they were ready he clapped his hands signaling for them to stand up.

Walking to each pair, he spoke in an ancient Elvish tongue and a figure eight appeared on the pairs connected hand.

"You are now bound to each other for the duration of the school year, if your partner feels pain you will feel it, if your partner DIES, you DIE, if your partner has the nerve to have sex in their dorm room, you will feel every bit of it, which is why I asked you to pick your partners carefully. I want you all to begin by performing your GIFT, whatever it may be, SHOW ME what you got."

[Dirzrahel]

An empty glade of swinging, softly breezing grass swayed back and forth delicately under an artificial wind. No trees had come into the glen area that Rozenforte liked. He liked it because it was quite revealing. He stood in the center, hands in his pockets. Waiting.

He thought back to the venus flytrap incident, but paid no heed to it. He didn't really care. It would have been removed in any case if it had attacked him.


"There's one! Get him!"

A team of three rushed him. Simpletons. They were body manifestos, centralizing their magic on enhancing their punches and kicks. Easily avoided if one displaced the kinetic energy from the kicks and redirected the magic by let it flowing through oneself. One of them rushed forward with lightning crackling and forking among his ligaments, a punch stretching toward Rozenforte's face. The Italian stopped the punch, shifting his stance to a wide-legged one and pointing the finger of his other hand toward the assailant's friend, the lightning going through his one hand and traveling across his body to his indicated of the attacker's team, knocking the poor sod out.

Bel then jumped, rolling sideways in the air as he twisted the fist he had in his hand, snapping the wrist of the lightning assailant. The Italian's foot came swinging around in a roundhouse, hitting the boy's temple, and knocking him out.

A girl was left. He did not like hurting women, but he had a trick up his sleeve. She was a projectile magic-user.

Her flames rushed toward Rozenforte, singing the grass, as he rolled to the side and gained his footing, rushing to the girl and embracing her against him. He had seen this girl at the party last night, and thought quickly, kissing her on the forehead. She fainted right then, a look of both surprise and satisfaction upon her unconscious face.

Bel gathered up the rings, putting them on his wrist as the others jingled with the new found three. To be exact, there was a conglomeration of twenty-three bodies in the glen. Rozenforte had put them all together in a group at the outskirts of the forest so they would not be cluttering his field of combat. He learned this technique of hunting from a famous adage. Why be the fly when you can be the frog?

He regained his composure and stood once more with his hands in his pockets. his breathing still soft and deep. Five of the twenty-three had managed to hit him with something while he was in the middle of his running combination, his left arm singed by fire. His nerves were shot in his left arm too, from the lightning which had flowed through it. He couldn't feel it. Could still move it. That was all that mattered to him. In any case, if he were to take off his eye-patch, these wounds would not present a problem. In exchange for great power, there has to be a sacrifice.

His was his mind.

Rozenforte stood there and waited for the next group to come by, if there were some left.

[Higurashi]

Alex had of course, filled out the form already and grimaced some more when he said that he hadn't. Alex of course, felt stupid for allowing his mind to be detected. He wondered just how he had been found out. It ws likely that his mental presence had leaked over into their minds and they had tracked the source down. He would have to be more discreet in the future. A couple of the students sniggered when he was repremianded while a few others gave him odd looks. Most didn't know what Savah was talking about. Alex was thankful for that but still bit his lip when the few that did glared at him. None of them had sensed anyone entering therir minds at that bothered them. When Savah said to pick a partner that was their oppositte Alex thought long and hard. He finally decided and walked over to the girl. He made damn sure to block his thoughts. He didn't want Savah anywhere near his head again. He cocked his head and silently asked the girl what she thought about it. She thought for awhile and finally nodded her head. They put their forwarms together and the rings bound them. A couple of girls giggled when they saw this. They knew damn well that she had gone off looking for him at the party last night. "Names Cassidy by the way." She said gently. Alex decided on his gift. He used his thoughts to bend the mental waves around him and formed them into a physical object. It was a pure white necklace with a large pearl at the end. Many would call it a Seer's charm. But ALex used no such name. Cassidy stood still for awhile then a small, pure white lump of feathers fluttered in from the window and settled on his wrist. It formed into a wrist band that he couldn't take off. It was made of silver and was enscribed in many ways.

[Mysteria]

Well at least Mr. Phillips hadn't made her feel like a complete and utter idiot. He caught t her attention right away with his teaching methods. Nessa was listening intently to every word the instructor was saying although her mother had taught her long ago that dark magic wasn't something to be toyed with lightly.

The book fell with a thud in front of her face. Nessa looked down reading the title as the teacher said it MYSTERIES OF DARK MAGIC. Real blood or was it a simple magic trick making it appear to be real blood? However, Nessa couldn't help but smile to herself when the words on the board became visible. A fun class was always easier to learn in than in a class where the teacher was dull and boring.

"Each of you will show me what you got, step up to the orb and it will produce an enemy, the enemy is up to you, it can be a copy of you or it can be something you fear. Your job is to fight the enemy and vanquish it, we will do this every day until you vanquish your fears,"

The word fun faded from her mind within seconds. Face...my....fear? Nessa's mind screamed. There was one thing that she feared more than anything and there was no way she could get out of this even if she wanted to.

She would have to overcome her fear of seeing her parents die. Her parents had died a horrible death at the hands of a rogue water golem. She hadn't been able to stop it then. And she didn't know if she could face seeing them die in front of her eyes again

The room had been transported into a massive battlefield and in front of her eyes once again stood her parents along with the creature that had killed them. Nessa froze. She couldn't move. She knew her parents weren't real. She knew none of this was real and yet all that she could do was sink to her knees and grab her stomach, tears forming on her face.

At this rate she would never get through this class and she would never over come her fears.

[RisingPhoenix]

"FOCUS NESSA," Mr. Phillips called out as he realized she was among few who were actually having troubles with battling their fears. It took a lot to look ones fears in the face and even more to actually conduct battle with said fears. Mr. Phillips's eyes roamed around the battlefield and watched the students fight their fears some were failing miserably while others were seemingly triumphant, but Nessa stood out for her fear had manifested itself into a water golem and two people who Mr. Phillips knew were her parents.

"Focus Nessa, you can overcome the very fear that keeps you trapped, FOCUS," Mr. Phillips encouraged as he never moved from the spot. He looked at Nessa with a worried filled heart, but he had hope for her, he knew she could do it, but she would have to believe in herself and overcome.



Prof. Rowark sighed as he continued to see student after student appear on the outskirts of the forest, some had broken body parts while others seemed to be untouched. He knew which had fallen victim to Rozenforte and which had fallen victim to Toshiro. Each were equal in the number they had dispatched and now they were the only two left within the forest.

Prof. Rowark knew that with Rozenforte's destructive power and Toshiro's deadly aim and power, the two would end up destroying the entire classroom and probably wouldn't leave a scratch on one another. Sighing, the rings had to be collected and one student had to be selected to move on to Power Completion, it is in Power Completion that the student had satisfactied the requirments of the school board and completed the entire Power Training Course.

In Power Completion one would once and for all come face to face with their powers and find out just what made their powers tick. It was also the class that only 9th and 10th Year students had access to but Rozenforte and Toshiro showed much promise that Prof. Rowark would happily start working with them and advance them to Power Completion.

The forest vanished and there stood Toshiro and Rozenforte. The forest was then replaced by a battlefield, much like a court of sorts, like a tournament battle pad but far larger. Prof. Rowark stepped in between the two and sighed.

"You two are the only two left, equally you have dispatched the same number and now you stand to retrieve the final ring. You may begin whenever you like," Prof. Rowark stated as he walked back over to the place he had been perched for most of the class.

Toshiro looked at Rozenforte, his bow held tight in his hand. Not wanting to waste time, Toshiro had hooked an arrow and had released it within the blink of an eye towards Rozenforte's jugular vein. The arrow spun rapidly and soon burst into flames and became a burning Phoenix that lunged towards Rozenforte, it's feathers a shower of arrows.

Prof. Rowark raised a brow, he had never seen such a technique in all the time he had lived, this was new to him and it intrigued him more as a smile crept across his face.

[Dirzrahel]

Rozenforte quietly accepted the classroom reverting to another composure, himself still standing, hands in his pockets. He let Toshiro attack first, his eye training on the arrow as it burst into flames and became a shower of arrows. Eight were still aimed at his jugular vein, the others would land in his vicinity, but not on his body. The flames would still pose a problem.

Bel brought both his hands up and caught the arrows in between the fingers of both his hands, his skin burning off from the flame. He let them go as they dropped to the ground uselessly. The Italian flexed his fingers, the crunching sound of scabbed burnt skin heard faintly. There was pain indeed. A lot of pain.

His face was emotionless. His right eye was trained not on Toshiro, but Rowark.

"Professore Rowark. You've been informed that what I can do will effect my mind and my sanity permanently. Not only are you forcing me to do this, you're paying for it. You will be billed accordingly, in proportion to how much I lose. Expect it in the mail, with the Headmaster's signature." Rozenforte informed him, his eye leading back to Toshiro.

"And you, il vampiro, get to see something for a moment that you should not be seeing. Mi scuso."


"Call upon me."

"Yes, Mr. Belial."


Rozenforte reached up and took hold of his eye-patch, ripping it off. His left eye was closed, like it usually was. He always had his right open while his left was closed behind the eye-patch. The Italian tossed the bit of fabric within his hand to the Professor. Bel slowly opened his left eye.

A black misty miasma emanated from it, the orb was of a deep, perfect black. The atmosphere of the classroom seemed to breathe in itself, the natural sounds of the room deafened, the lingering flames of the arrows around on the ground suddenly doused, like the oxygen of the room was removed. Slowly, a chain-like tattoo started trailing down from his left eye. Bel took off his fencing shirt and threw it aside, the scars upon his body in full view, as well as the path of the tattoo. The tendril of black chain had reached his shoulder, gingerly wrapping itself around and continuing down his left arm.

"The Damned rise in chaos."

"Pregate il Salvatore è morto."

"Amen."

Rozenforte began a slow walk toward Toshiro.

[Mysteria]

"FOCUS NESSA," Nessa heard the instructor yelling to her, not at her. She looked up seeing the images of her parents in front of her along with the water golem that had killed them. Her mind raced back to the day it happened. It was happening again in front of her very eyes. She was crying as she watched the golom attacking them just as she had the day it had actually happened.

"Focus Nessa, you can overcome the very fear that keeps you trapped, FOCUS,"

He didn't understand. It was her fault they had died. She'd been too young to stop it. Her magic had been too weak. It was her fault. She was guilty. She tried to look at Mr. Phillips but all she could see was her parents dying. The only thing in her path of vision was the water golum. Nessa could hear their gurgled gasps for breath as the very life was drained from them. Then suddenly there was nothing but the form of a shadow in front of her, blocking her view. "NO," Nessa yelled out loud but the more she tried to see through it the darker it became. Nessa almost became frantic as the visions of her parents slipped from her grasp just as their lives had.

Nessa now faced only the shadow. Nessa didn't understand at first. She kept hearing Mr. Phillips words ringing in her head. FOCUS. Nessa shook her head as she tried to understand. She was confused. She felt chaos and disorder running through her mind. Then suddenly she felt a sense of calm peace wash over her. It was a demon of her own making.

She looked up at the demon with loathing as her emerald eyes grew dark and she slowly rose to her feet. She was still shaking but she didn't give a damn as she faced her fear. Her demon, her fear was her own guilt. And there it was in front of her. She would confront it now or be held captive to it for the rest of her life. The words spewed forth from her mouth vehemently. "You don't have power over me anymore! It wasn't my fault, it's not my burden to bare." The demon shadow began to fade as she continued, her voice becoming calmer as she spoke, her eyes now returning to their normal shade of green "It was never my burden to bare." Nessa whispered the final words as the form disappeared in front of her. "You don't own me anymore."

The demon vanished as Nessa put her face into her hands, still visibly shaking. She'd done it. She had faced and beaten her biggest fear.

[nonangelic92]

Lilli took notes absent minded, her thoughts were everywhere and nowhere at this exact moment. Mrs. Kendrick was a good teacher but she was tough, but not as touch as some, thank goodness. Oh my goodness she talks way to fast, she thought as her fingers typed a hundred miles per minute. Lilli glanced around the room, and saw some people also taking notes but some weren't and man would they be sorry. She shook her head and ficus on Mrs. Kendrick.

[RisingPhoenix]

Mr. Phillips scanned over the battlefield and watched as only a few managed to conquer their fears, but he knew that those who hadn't conquered their fears by the end of class would have to try again tomorrow. Sighing his eyes scanned every part of the battlefiend until they rested back on Nessa.

Much to his surprise, she had faced her demon and had won. Mr. Phillips clapped ever so triumphantly as he walked over to her and knelt down, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. Smiling, he was still ever so calm and yet so assertive.

"Excellent job, most 1st Years don't get passed conquering their fears, it usually takes half of the school year, ahhh but you show promise as do a few others, I see great things in your future Nessa, great things indeed, now if you will see me after class today I have a surprise for you,"

Mr. Phillips smiled and stood straight as he looked at the others who were still battling their fears. Mr. Phillips looked down at Nessa and smiled, "you remind me of someone, what was his name....ah yes, Mr. Kerubin, or rather Savah, he was much like yourself when he first came here, so eager, so determined, ah but he is another story."



Prof. Rowark chuckled heartily after Rozenforte spoke to him, telling him of the bill he would receive for pitting him into a fight, but even Prof. Rowark did not know the true outcome of what was to come. Sighing, he stood on edge as he watched Rozenforte remove his eye patch which only a few had ever witnessed. Prof. Rowark as well as others had been working on a solution to help Rozenforte in hopes that whenever he used his abilities, his sanity would not waiver but sadly they had come up with no breakthroughs as of yet and each time Rozenforte has used his powers he has slipped a bit more into madness. One could only imagine how he managed to be so sane at the current point.

Prof. Rowark's attention moved from Rozenforte to Toshiro and the very fact that Toshiro was the only of his kind made him very much priceless and yet he was a complete mystery to Prof. Rowark. Sure they knew of his magic prowess and of his Psi powers but there was something to Toshiro that even slipped through the hands of both the Headmaster and every teacher he had come in contact with.

Sighing, Prof. Rowark stood back and waited for whatever was to come, even reinforcing the walls of the classroom in hopes that the two would completely destroy everything.

The bow had been placed on Toshiro's back temporarily after he witnessed Rozenforte remove his eye patch. Smirking ever so gently, Toshiro simply stood there and watched Rozenforte advance ever so slowly allowing room for an onslaught of offensive attack but Toshiro simply stood, eyeing Rozenforte, taking in all that he had to offer.

His finger tips seemed to glow a kaleidoscope of various colors. He held his hands at his side and lifted them up, revolving them around each other until a circle (http://www.anca.tv/gathering/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/magic_circle.jpg) appeared glowing faintly around Toshiro as well as within the sky.

Prof. Rowark raised a brow, having seen a circle of this magnitude before. He shook his head and sighed, "Renalds, inform Headmaster Porters that he will need another classroom." A shadow slowly formed into a humanoid shape and the shadows seemed to melt away from the figure revealing a rather handsome man with turquoise hair. He was indeed an Elf and he nodded to Prof. Rowark and was soon on his way to the Headmaster's office.

[Dirzrahel]

The floor rippled like water under Rozenforte's step, his saunter stopping as the circle appeared. He lifted his hand up, the chain tattoo had finally reached his finger.

"Break the seal."

The air rumbled slowly, darkness gathering around Rozenforte's raised arm. Black chains shot forth from his palm, binding the power of the circles. Multiple magic circles (http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g236/Darius234/magicircle.gif) appeared around and inside Toshiro's, remade to be the opposite spell-binding of his own. A crack appeared within the circle Toshiro had made in the sky, a hairline crack, traveling swiftly to the other side and breaking the magic circle like shattering glass. The magic circle around Toshiro followed in line, the incantations and symbols falling into an abyss. Applying an opposite force would negate energies. Not much could stop the demonic magic's capacity. So far, from last night, Bel had only spotted one person that had the ability to do it. To negate his own power. He would enter that into an experiment much later on.

Rozenforte's left eye, an abyss of black power, centered upon Toshiro. He continued his walk, hands now in his pockets. The floor still rippled like water with each of his steps. His lips voiced one word.

"Pandemonium."

Instantly the classroom fell into a dark cloud of miasma, gas poisonous to the lungs of all species rose from the ground around everyone. It was a gas designed to knockout, not to kill. Rozenforte breathed it in, drank it in. Joining with Mr. Belial allowed him special privileges concerning demonic poison, which meant he was immune to it, but others were not. The demon man continued his walk toward Toshiro, his speed constant. He was not stopping for anything.

"Realize this, boy. As long as you have unnatural genes within your blood, you will never be able to touch me. Only full humans have the ability to truly hurt me."

A pair of horns slowly rose from Rozenforte's forehead, branching out and harboring a black flame between the two growths. His arms were engulfed in this ethereal black flame now as well, his hands transmogrified into claws of pitch darkness. The longer he stayed in the form, the closer Belial got to performing a full possession. That meant that Belial would be the one outside, and Rozenforte would be the one inside the mind. The Italian would not permit this. His walking stopped, his body mere inches away from Toshiro's, his head bent at an angle as he looked down. His left hand came up and sat on the hybrid's shoulder, gripping lightly. It was an evil indeed, what Rozenforte was. Two minds in one body of different species, an abomination.

"Give up your ambitions and yield, or I will end this for my own sake."

[Mysteria]

Nessa knew that she should have been watching the others and paying attention to what they were doing. She knew that she could learn from them facing their own fears yet she was still so absorbed in her own thoughts and emotions that she had not even noticed Mr. Phillips approaching her until she felt his hand on her shoulder. When she looked up at him he was smiling at her.

"Excellent job, most 1st Years don't get passed conquering their fears, it usually takes half of the school year, ahhh but you show promise as do a few others, I see great things in your future Nessa, great things indeed, now if you will see me after class today I have a surprise for you,"

Nessa shook her head and attempted a smile. Knowing her luck that test would consist of something even harder than what she had just endured but then again she could think of little at the moment that she felt could be harder than reliving that moment all over again. "Thank you Mr. Phillips, I'll be sure to see you after class," Nessa said.

The instructor straightened back up, once again smiling at Nessa. She'd never seen a teacher smile as much as Mr. Phillips did in all of her school years. "you remind me of someone, what was his name....ah yes, Mr. Kerubin, or rather Savah, he was much like yourself when he first came here, so eager, so determined, ah but he is another story."

At any other given time the mere mention of Savah's name would have probably lifted Nessas spirits but seeing her mothers face filled with sheer horror again as her father battled the water golum and lost had dampened her mood. With her next class being training maybe that would help as Nessa had always enjoyed being physically active. Nessa wondered if maybe she would have any classes with Savah or for that matter any of the others that she had met last night. Time would tell but for now she needed to focus on the remainder of this class and then remain and see what Mr. Phillips wanted of her.

Given the circumstances it hopefully wasn't going to be for negative reasons but Nessa rarely ever took anything for granted. For all she knew she might be catching hell for crying in his class.

[Cheshire]

Léa woke up in a bed... all the clean... white... oh crap...

She knew already she was in an infirmary... her powers went off... she rolled over on her side, cringing as she did... she really did a number on herself with this one... she hoped nothing else had gotten destroyed or... anyone else hurt...

A girl walked over, and smiled, "Hey... you're awake, right? I'm the one who found you... my name's Andra." she smiled brightly, extending a hand.

Léa merely blinked, her arm too sore to move, "Thank you for your help, no one else was hurt, were they?"

Andra smiled, replying, "No, just you and a pretty big crater in the pavement."

There was a pause, Andra seemed to expect Léa to say something, but Léa remained quiet. After a few moment, she sighed and laughed, commenting, "You really don't talk much do you? What's your name?"

"I talk when I have something to say... and it's Léa" she said flatly.

Andra giggled a bit, twirling in place before checking the clock on the wall, "You've already made me miss a class, ya know? You should hurry up and get better quickly, you already owe me one date over this, I can easily make it two.

Léa suddenly shot up in her seat, "A... a date? You think I'm going to date you just because you missed a damn class!"

Andra giggled, as Léa's sheets caught fire and she threw them off, "I was just kidding, you don't need to get so worked up." She spoke with a sing-song kind of tone as she walked over and stomped the fire out.

Léa blushed, looking utterly flustered before she managed to wipe the emotion off of her face and stood up, wincing, "Well... I think I'm well enough to head to my next class... the pain should subside by the time I get to Fencing..."

Andra smiled and nodded, "Well, then I guess I will see you later, Miss Léa."

Léa turned for the door as Andra checked her schedule, whistfully adding, "I do hope we'll have class together, Miss Léa!"

Léa simply shrugged, flatly replying "Maybe."

[spirits breath]

Ashrir, along with the rest of the students in the power control class were quickly introduced to some student teacher names Savah, a grey colored mound of hair seemed to sprout from his head, with ears that would appear and dissapear depending on the angle you saw him facing.

The elf was soon near some other student with long black hair and if he heard correctly, that he was going to do something to the other male during gym. Ashrirs mind wandered off, thinking of what gym actually meant in other terms. Doesn't gym mean naked? What kind of classes are these?

Ashrir moved towards a group of desks along the far side of the room, and pushed the desk aside. Nothing he knew of could come from good with the chairs, unless he wanted a sore tail base, and the person behind him being able to pinch his tail between the desk and his chair. As well as he would have to try and look past a larger figure.

The actual teacher, Mr. Rowen went up to the front of the room. He spoke about choosing a sparing partner, and to choose carefully. His tail swished onto the ground out of habit than on purpose. Pushing up, his shoulders haunching out, pushing his wings outwards a bit, he soon found himself pushing forwards with his tail to keep balance.

The large figure, a bad one to see immediatly seemed to have noticed him. The jerk who seemed to follow Ashrir everywhere he goes. "Yo tail rai er Ashsomething." The human grabbed Ashrirs wrist and held firmly. "You and I definitly have to spar. Gotta face you for reals this time, except this time around I won't hold back. I know what you got!"

Ashrir's ears drooped down, his tail curling around his own leg. He wanted to say something against it, but it was either him or someone who would start biting his own hand to laugh when he realized it hurt. He looked back at the smiling human, gloating in self confidence.

The teacher came by, speaking in unknown tounges, then spoke in a language Ashrir and everyone else knew. "You are now bound to each other for the duration of the school year, if your partner feels pain you will feel it, if your partner DIES, you DIE, if your partner has the nerve to have sex in their dorm room, you will feel every bit of it, which is why I asked you to pick your partners carefully. I want you all to begin by performing your GIFT, whatever it may be, SHOW ME what you got."

Right after that, Ashrir and the human next to him dropped their jaws and looked at eachother. The human became worried fast. "yo teach, so you mean to say that if my partner decided to go nuts with a bunch of guys, I would be feeling it too?"

"Yes Anthony, you would feel what he feels."

Anthony, the human, turned and glared at Ashrir. "Look, you better not go around shoving things up there or hurting yourself on purpose. What the heck are you doing now to be feeling pain?" His mentality became a bit more sporatic as he tried to check his back out to see it was all perfectly intact. "Whats wrong with you man? why does my back hurt like this?"

Ashrir looked straightly at Anthony. He leaned against him, pulling his head in close. "Look Anthony, I have had big enough things back there so you would end up feeling pleasure before you feel too much pain. And the pain in your back right now if what I have had for over half a year, I assure you that it will get worse at points. But you will get used to it."

He grabbed Ashrir's coller, "I swear if I start feeling pain in my ass, I am personally going to cut off your dick you got that? Then I am going to make you eat it. Then with the wound, throw hot sauce over it and"

Ashrir put a claw at Anthony's lips vertically. "You won't, trust me. Even then remember I also feel what you feel. This is a double edged sword here. How can I know that you won't go to a bathroom right after this and use your hand or something and have a bit of fun? Or what if you decide to get into a fight? Oh fridays at 9:00 at night, you may want to be prepared for a bit of pleasure. Only telling this to you as I am trying to not have you get any unexpected little Anthony to stand at attention when you are out with your friends."

Anthony let go of Ashrir's coller. Attempting to say something three times, only to stop and think about it again. "I didn't need to know that... thanks though. I guess." anthony walked away, stiffly and without emotion.

As class continued, the part he feared came up when Mr. Rowen's statement of showing what they can do came into play. I am going to have to spread my wings. Hopefully he can disable the spell for fifteen minutes. Despite how I don't really like Anthony, I have some sort of heart about it. He isn't used to the pain that is bairly anyhting to me right now. Let alone when I bring out the spikes in my tail. No tellting how that would feel for him.

Ashrir brought his right hand up and fixed his coller, the heart charm straight against his chest once again. He also dropped back down to four legs and onto his butt again, tail curling around his leg by his chest. A small poking sensation in his right thigh seemed easy to detect as anthony was digging into his leg with his thumb to try to pay Ashrir back for the constant pain.

[RisingPhoenix]

Mr. Phillips smiled and clapped his hands instantly removing the fears of the students.

"Alright, those of you who did not defeat your fears will take a miniature orb and practice whenever you get chance and I'll know if you aren't practicing. Class is dismissed but remember to read the first four chapters of the book and answer the questions."

Mr. Phillips continued smiling as the classroom shifted from a battlefield to a normal room. He watched as the students filtered out of the room and soon only he and Nessa were left. Still smiling, Mr. Phillips motioned for Nessa to sit down.

He walked over to his desk and sighed. Looking through some paperwork he produced a permission slip. One the permission slip bold letters were scribed in the header.

"ADVANCED MAGICAL DEXTERITY"

And underneath it explained the class and what was required to be in the class. Truly only 3rd Years could take Advanced Magical Dexterity but Mr. Phillips saw no reason why Nessa couldn't handle an Advanced class. He stood up and shuffled over to Nessa and placed the application on her desk.

"Think about it my dear, think long and hard and after you have thought about it, come to me, you know where my room is, my office is and where my classroom is," Mr. Phillips said holding up his hand and waving it around. Suddenly the room filled with a bright light and his true form was revealed. He was indeed a pure blooded Elf. His hair was pure white with a few streaks of emerald green flowing through it. His eyes were a beautiful swirl of milk and orange. He looked at Nessa and smiled.

"You are free to go my dear," He said softly as he vanished leaving behind a plume of feathers the color of his hair.



Savah walked around the class watching as everyone performed their gifts, but none has started sparing yet and Savah simply raised a brow as he listened to Anthony and Ashrir speak. Savah burst into laughter when Ashrir told him about an appointment at 9 o'clock on Friday and how he would feel pleasure before pain. An Elves hearing was indeed fine tuned and strong and Savah simply shook his head as he walked up to Anthony and patted him on the shoulder while whispering in his ear.

"Ya know it's not as bad as you think, the sex I mean, in fact you might enjoy it if you ever tried it."

With those words, Savah winked at Anthony and patted Ashrir on the head, massaging his fingers between Ashrir's head and ear. His hand glowed and healing magic filled Ashrir's body flowing through it into his wings, tail, every part of him was filled with healing magic that healed every wound as well as internal ones and finally subsided. Savah smirked before walking away and observing the rest of the class.

Soon, it was time to go and Savah sighed.

"Alright class, it's time to get going, I want you all to read four chapters of this book," He waved his hand and a book appeared in all of their hands.

"POWER IN ME, CONTROL vs NO CONTROL"

Savah smiled, "answer the questions truthfully and hand in the assignment tomorrow."

Savah clapped his hand signifying the ending of class. No sparing seemed to have taken placed but Savah kept in mind that that would be the first thing they did tomorrow. Smiling, Savah walked over to the desk and grabbed his bag while hugging Mr. Rowen and looking back at Anthony and Ashrir, giving them both a wink before leaving.

Mr. Rowen burst into laughter and watched the students file out of the classroom.



Toshiro watched as Rozenforte broke his mystic seals and simply tilted his head as the man filled the gap between them, his body changing with every step. Prof. Rowark shook his head and continued to watch, wondering what was about to happen between the two of them.

When Rozenforte placed his hand on Toshiro's shoulder, Toshiro's eyes became exuberant and bright, the pupil becoming a slit and his hair becoming a beautiful shimmering pearl white.

"Don't. Touch. Me."

The words accentuated the dislike he had for Rozenforte and Prof. Rowark sensed that this was getting far too serious. Orbs of holy magic filled Toshiro's hand causing the gas in the room to falter and vanish and the atmosphere within the classroom to clear and become bright and sunny. Toshiro was glowing rather brightly as he grabbed Rozenforte's wrist and flung his hand away from his shoulder.

Prof. Rowark ran in between the two and sighed, "you two obviously don't like each other very much, and that much is clear, the class is over, remove your bands and place them on my desk, Headmaster Porters would like to have a word with both of you."

Toshiro glared at Rozenforte but did as Prof. Rowark asked and removed the band, pressing it into the chest of Prof. Roward before walking out of the classroom, which had indeed transformed back into a classroom.

Prof. Rowark let out a breath of relief and once Rozenforte had given his band, walked back over to his desk and sat down, placing his hand on his forehead.

"Bad idea, Rowark, bad IDEA," He told himself before chuckling, "though I have to admit it would have been interesting to see those two fight."

Toshiro walked down the hall, no one fully recognizing him due to the fact that his hair was now pearl white and his eyes were beautifully shimmering orbs of turquoise with black slits. His body had released the shimmering light it was holding but he still had a bit of tension welled up as he made his way towards the Headmaster's Office.



Savah made it to his second class, Chemistry, but he had to only stop by and pick up his assignment as his Chemistry class was done mostly online. He found his way to the Gym and placed his bag beside the entrance of the door before walking to the center of the gym and producing a regal chair. He sat down and waited for Alex.

[Higurashi]

Alex sighed when class ended. He would have to fight the pretty little girl tommorow..... He didn't like that one bit. He sighed again and left class. Before he could go anywhere Cassidy cornered him in the hallway. "I know where you're going Alex", she said calmly. But remember, if you get hurt, so do I. She then walked off and joined her group of friends. Alex sighed once more and watched his classmates leave the room in a mass exodus. He then remembered that he was supposed to meet Savah in the gym. He wondered what it was about. He was headed towards the gym when he was delayed by Eric. It seemed the fates where against him.... "Well hello there my friend," Eric says happily. "How are you feeling today?" "Uhm,... good. why do you ask?" Alex says. "Because, I can make you feel MUCH better than that." Eric replies. ((Yes he is homosexual)) "Egh, what?" Alex says, blushing profusely. "I-i-i have no idea what you're talking about." "Oh I'm sure that you do." Eric says as he grins. He then leans forward and kisses ALex straaight on the lips. Alex reacts badly to this and runs off towards Savah. He finally manages to out-runs Eric and enters the gym.

[Dirzrahel]

Rozenforte did not feel a thing of Toshiro's power. The boy thought he could use holy magic while being still a part of those of the night. It was horribly, horribly weak. His demeanor saddened as he let his hand get pushed away. He had come to realize the boy was nothing but an arrogant child that dabbled in things he could never master. There was still the matter of the elemental mage form last night, the one who actually would be able to negate his power. Rozenforte let the gas subside, providing the illusion that Toshiro's power had removed it. He was disgusted. More so, however, he was disappointed. He had hoped il vampiro would be the one able to kill him.

Tyrone had been hiding in the corner of the classroom, an eye-patch held within his hand. After Rozenforte had given his rings up, he accepted the eye-patch and put it on, the miasma that was dancing around him subsiding instantly. All his demonic features quelled as well, back to his human posture. He doubled over, blood spilling from his mouth to the floor below him. The power was taking its toll on him, like always. The butler held his master, to keep Rozenforte from falling, and disagreed with what Professor Rowark said.

"Unfortunately, my master will be going to the infirmary. There will be no if's, and's, or but's about this. He will see the Headmaster later, or the Headmaster can come pay a visit to him! For now, he must have his medicine and rest." Tyrone said coldly, shuffling along with Rozenforte's nearly disabled body at his side. The Italian had said nothing so far. He looked as though he were in a deep trance, a stupor that was not unlike a walking coma. His right eye was clouded over, his left covered up by the eye-patch.

Tyrone walked Rozenforte out of the classroom and turned down the hall, heading toward the Infirmary. He noticed the door was open and stood in front of it, Rozenforte leaning upon his shoulder. The small insane drunken girl was in the doorway, but Tyrone excused himself past her and laid his master on a bed, producing a needle filled with 500mg of Thorazine and injecting it straight into Bel. His master shuddered slightly, then drifted off to a deep sleep for a little while. What Rozenforte experienced while losing a bit of his sanity was a deep trance that was not unlike the effects of extreme schizophrenia. What took the edge off of seeing hallucinations while he walked around during the day was the fact he cut himself off from emotions. That would explain his odd behavior.

The butler looked to Léa and shrugged.

"Fancy seeing you again, Milady."

[Mysteria]

Nessa sat down as Mr. Phillips had indicated for her to do waiting while he shuffled some papers on his desk. She looked at the clock hoping this didn't take too long. She didn't want to be late for her next class. Mr. Phillips only took a few moments before coming back up to her desk and giving her the slip of paper. Advanced Magical Dexterity.

"Think about it my dear, think long and hard and after you have thought about it, come to me, you know where my room is, my office is and where my classroom is,"

Was he kidding? She'd barely made it through her first class and he wanted her to consider classes for third years? Nessa said "Thank you Mr. Phillips. I will think about it."


With that the instructor turned into an elf, with stipes of green in his hair that almost matched the shade of her eyes.


"You are free to go my dear,

Nessa rose and followed him out of the door, noticing the feathers that fell behind him. She stopped only long enough to bend over and pick one up before rushing off to the gym where she thought her training would be.

When she got there she was met with the sight of Savah sitting in the middle of the gym and Alex, the guy she had given a ride the night before to the party but who had left with Savah. Savah was a sight for sore eyes but in her current mood she only had one thing on her mind. And that was to get this day over with. Beside, she was certain her face was a mess from having previously been crying.

Nessa got the feeling that she might be in the wrong place and that she might be interrupting something important too. Twirling the feather around in her fingers and not really looking directly at Savah Nessa said "Hey Savah, hey Alex. I don't mean to interrupt but I thought training was here." Nessa looked around "I guess I was wrong. Which way is training?"

[Cheshire]

Léa looked back and nodded, looking over to Rozenforte, concern crossing her face for a moment before it faded, "Is your master alright? He helped me quite a bit the other night and I could try some healing magics on him if he needs it."

Andraste looked over with a curious look, stepping over close enough to get a good look over Rozenforte. "Wow, is that the infamous Rozenforte Bel'Albion? He better not die, he's far too cute to croak" she commented, a fox-like grin on her face.

[RisingPhoenix]

Savah had his eyes closed, allowing the current state of the atmosphere within the gym to fall on him. He sighed and used a sacred Elvish magic to clear the room of any animosity and hostility. He was sitting there, playing with an orb of light when Alex entered the gym. Smiling he tossed the orb at Alex for him to catch, but just as he had tossed the orb, Nessa walked in and began asking questions.

Smiling, feeling both good to see Nessa and relieved that Alex had come, he rose from his seat and walked over to Nessa who looked to have been crying. He walked so regally up to her and hugged her, kissing her softly on the cheek, allowing elven magic to roll over her, a very soothing magic which Savah recalled his mother using to calm him.

"Training is in the Weight Room today, but I hope to see you later Nessa," Savah said as he smiled and turned to walk back towards the middle of the gym. Quickly his mind linked with Alex and he began to speak within his mind.

"Alex, yes you thought you were the only one who had mental powers, ahhh but you are wrong indeed. I want you to come into the middle of this gym and step into this circle."

Savah's lips never moved but he waved his hand and a circle (http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs41/f/2009/039/f/f/CCS_magic_circle_by_mondu.jpg) appeared. He produced a book and began reading from it.

"Although you are correct in your assumption that Seers are a strong race of mental magic users, they are not the strongest, no I am afraid they aren't but that is not why I called you here, I called you here to ask you if you were serious about your bond link today or if you were simply following your dick." Savah let the words slip from his mouth without even flinching. Alex had grand potential but Savah knew well what was going on, he knew far to well.

Sighing, he walked around the circle and smiled, "this is a truth circle, while within the circle you can not tell a lie or you will receive a flush of terrible pain. Your mind is blocked while within the circle, don't worry I'm not punishing you, I am merely wanting answers is all as well as a bit of time with you."

Savah winked at Alex probably confusing him more as to why he was truly here. Savah did not speak truthfully when telling Alex why he was truthfully here, oh no, there was a far greater reason as to why Savah had called Alex to the gym. He read through the book and closed his eyes, unsure if he could tell those he would choose about what was soon to happen.

It grew more powerful as days went on and if nothing was done soon, well, Savah didn't want to think about that.



Toshiro arrived at the Headmaster Office who seemed quite furious at what had happened within the Power Ultimatum class. Toshiro was about to knock on the door but he heard Headmaster Devin's voice boom from behind the door.

"Get your ass in here Toshiro," He said rather coldly. Toshiro walked in and Headmaster Devin simply looked at him.

"Where is Rozenforte?" Headmaster Devin asked as he tapped his fingers together, sitting in his very large office chair.

"I have no clue," Toshiro replied as he sat down in a relaxed state and sighed. Only a second passed and the man that had left to inform the Headmaster of what was happened, appeared again and informed Headmaster Devin of Rozenforte's whereabouts. Headmaster Devin sighed.

"That is no excuse, and what is his Butler doing on school premises? Is he an enrolled student here? I shall look into that myself, if he is to be upon school premises he will be required to attend the University." Headmaster Devin stood to his feet and cursed under his breath.

"I want Rozenforte in my office in no less than an hour, do you hear me Daniel, no LESS than an hour, it is clear that there are certain things that need to be explained to him as well as you Toshiro."

Headmaster Devin's eyes landed so coldly on Toshiro and it sent shivers down his spine. Headmaster Devin was indeed a very powerful man, it would be foolish to even go against something he said.

Daniel bowed and vanished, soon reappearing within the infirmary. He walked up to Tyrone and informed him of the Headmasters orders and soon after he had vanished. Headmaster Devin sat down in his chair and waited. Toshiro said nothing, he simply played with an arrow he had produced until Headmaster Devin broke it in half by simply looking at it.

[Mysteria]

Nessa hated that Savah had noticed that she was crying and she had hated even more that he had felt a need to comfort her but she had to admit to herself that the effects of the elvin magic were a bit soothing. Although her mood was still slightly sad, the magic had helped her to regain her composure slightly.

"Training is in the Weight Room today, but I hope to see you later Nessa,"

Nessa gave him a small hug back "Thanks Savah, sorry to interrupt you." Then offering a small smile she said "Yeah, maybe we will run into each other again sometime."

Nessa left the room and made her way to the Weight Room. Maybe training would help take her mind off of things. After all, there was nothing like a good work out to refresh the mind and spirit.

Nessa stepped inside the weight room. A few other people had arrived. Nessa sat down on the floor awaiting the instructos arrival. She looked over the application that Mr. Phillips had just given her at the end of first class, still uncertain what she was going to do about it. Nessa looked around staring at the equipment in the room. She'd think about it later in the day, but for now she was ready to work out and just forget about everything.

[nonangelic92]

Lilli left mythology class with an appreication to computers. The last twenty minutes of that class all Mrs. Kendrick talked about was rules, rules she already knew. As she made her way to training she was wondering who would be in her glass, hopefully some people she knew. As she entered the gym she saw Nessa heading for the weight room, aww perfect she thought. She entered the room and saw some people there alerady and sat next to Nessa, "Thank goodness. At least someone is in this class that I know...sorta." She pulled out a candy bar and began eatting " So newbie, are you havign fun so far today?" she askedand laughed

[Higurashi]

Alex looked, confused thoroughly at Savah. First off, what did he mean that others beside myself have mental powers? He had sensed no others, besides the teachers who were trained to resist mental control. Could it really be that there were those more powerful than the Seers? Alex didn't believe most of it... but then again Savah wouldn't have much of a reason to lie to him... It as all very confusing to the about and Alex put it to the back of his mind.

When Savah mentioned the girl and something about simply going with her in an effort to have sex with her.... Alex blushed profusely. There was no other way he could really react. He stuttered for a moment then said, "I seriously do not know what you are talking about Savah. I have good reason to pick her. I feel that she is my mental opposite, and therefore would be the counterweight of my mental presence. That is the only reason." When Savah mentioned the circle however, Alex was suspicious. he grimaced and wondered why he should do such a thing, but he stepped into the circle regardless of that.

[Dirzrahel]

"I do not care what the Headmaster demands, errand boy. Master Bel'Albion will not be waking up any less than three hours from now." Tyrone informed him with a cold face. The butler looked upon his master and sighed. You could see Rozenforte's right eye moving rapid under his eyelid, a dream obviously taking place inside the Italian's head. Dreams were never a good sign with Rozenforte. It meant his emotions were not in check and his a part of what made him sane was being taken away at this very moment.

Tyrone looked to Léa and nodded back and forth to symbolize a 'no'.

"Magic will not help him. This is an after-effect of his power. The only way for him to recover is to wait it out." The butler informed her, shooting a gaze at Andraste.

[Mysteria]

Nessa was glad when she saw Lillie entering the training room. Finally at least someone would be in class that she could at least speak to. And Lillie had been nice to her last night and taken the edge off of being a newbie in college for her so she was grateful for that too although even Lillies presence at the moment wasn't helping her snap out of her current mood too much either. It wasn't the others, it was just Nessa's brooding which came and went at it's own will or at least it seemed to Nessa that it had.

"Thank goodness. At least someone is in this class that I know...sorta. So newbie, are you having fun so far today?" Lillie laughed, sitting beside Nessa and eating a candy bar.

Nessa looked rather blankly at Lillie really finding it hard to focus. Even though she had beaten her fear seeing her mother and fathers faces mere inches from her own had left her surprisingly stunned.

Not wanting to get into it too much with someone she'd had little time to get to know yet Nessa merely replied "Hey Lillie I'm glad to see we will be having class together, it's always easier when you at least know someone." Nessa tucked the note away in the oversized bag (http://www.316.bz/images/Chanel%2035990%20Denim%20and%20Leather%20Handbag_5 .jpg) that she carried with her which doubled as carry all. Then she added with a shrug "First days are always the worst. How was your day?"

[RisingPhoenix]

Headmaster Devin sat silently in his chair awaiting Daniel's arrival. He glared at Toshiro and sighed.

"You know you two are at risk of expulsion," Devin said softly. Toshiro sat silent no longer and looked at Headmaster Devin.

"Why, what did I do? What did he do?" Toshiro asked not wanting to raise his voice to get into more trouble. Mr. Devin simply smirked and was about to reply but Daniel appeared and informed him of Tyrone's response.

"Inform security and have him escorted off of school premises, get Rozenforte to a hospital, I along with Toshiro will visit him after he awakens, we can only do so much here and make sure to inform Tyrone that if he steps back onto school premises without my knowing he will be arrested."

Daniel nodded and vanished soon again, this time he stopped at the security desk and informed them of the Headmaster's orders. They nodded and sent four security personnel to the infirmary along with Daniel. Daniel reappeared shortly after within the infirmary to inform Tyrone of the Headmasters Order and lowered his head as the Security Guards moved in. Daniel soon vanished having nothing to do with the removal and repositioning of a student and his butler.

Toshiro sighed, "Headmaster, don't you think you're being a bit strict with all this?" He asked but only got a cold stare from Headmaster Devin before Devin spoke.

"I don't like that tone Toshiro, if it weren't for Savah you would have been expelled long ago, think about that the next time you want to fight in MY school," Headmaster Devin stated with much authority in his voice. Toshiro lowered his head and closed his eyes trying to let his rage calm before speaking again but his hot head and mixture of bloodlines caused him to rebel as usual.

"You're still as bitter as ever Devin, I know why you don't like me, it's because of Savah right? You don't like me because him and I are no longer together right? Well you know what you can take this school and.........."

"Stop right there Toshiro, if you say one more word you are expelled and I mean it," Headmaster Devin shouted as Toshiro's voice had rose and Devin now saw no need in holding back his own voice. Toshiro sighed and sat back in his chair.

"Oh, you are free to go but I'll have my eyes on you Toshiro, one more reason, give me one more reason and your ass is out of here, PERMANENTLY."

Toshiro stood up and walked out of the office, slamming the door behind him. He walked all the way to his dorm room. He slumped into the bed and threw his bag across the room. He was pissed off but he wouldn't take his anger out on his dorm room, that would be a stupid move, no he had other ways of dealing with aggression. He laid back on the bed and turned the TV on. He was done for the day, he would probably hit the gym and weight room later but at the moment he was too pissed to think straight.



Savah sighed and simply smirked.

"Alright, Alex, I want to do this only to see how you perform under stress alright? At any time if you feel that it's too much let me know," Savah said softly as he snapped his finger and an immense amount of stress was put on Alex's mind.

It was key that he test each and everyone of those chosen to make sure they could withstand against IT.

[Higurashi]

When the stress hit Alex it was like suddenly not being able to fly. It totally bound his thoughts and mental presence into a small part of his mind. Not only did the stress hurt but the mental pressure trying to get out of its confines made it feel like his head was going to explode. His mental avatar disappeared into a small speck of light confined into a small box. He felt like a ton of bricks had been dropped onto his head while he was on a hangover.

He pushed and pushed wiht his mind but to no avail. Until he felt a spark, then a flame, then a mighty roar as his mental presence flared up like a volcanic explosion just waiting to happen. The air around him began to swerve off its predestined path and began to thin out. The lack of oxygen had no affect on the mental fire however and it began to burn away the pressure, until it finally burst its boundaries and came into the real world. Angry, white hot flames lept out of a rift in the air and spilled into the gym, setting it alight with the fire. It covered everything but Savah and Alex, burning it into oblivion.

Then it was gone. Alex stood there in the now broken circle in a brand new red cloak, looking at himself in a bit of awe. He then looked around. Not a single thing as different but for the fact that everything in the gym was no completely new. Not a speck of dust, rust, or grime was left. It was almost perfection. Alex's cloak was much like his usual one. Except that it as blood red, had a silver chest plate engraved with a flame symbol, and didn't have a spot of imperfection. Alex looked at Savah in confusion. "Whats in God'same was that?" He asked with a meek voice. Where there had previously been boundaries in his mind there was wide open space. At least for a little while, his mind had no limiter on its power.

[spirits breath]

Anthony motioned that he was going to kill himself. trying to stab himself with a ruler did nothing except hurt his abs and brighten his face so see Ashrir rubbing his chest in confusion all in reaction to finding out the person teaching him just said that he should try to mess up something badly with his body.

While Savah came close to Ashrir, touching the smoothe fur on his head, his jaw dropped with his tounge. If he could, he would have brushed against the hand to continue the sensation of beind pet there. It brought back memories of when the two females back at his former home in the lab first met him. They used to always pet him, like a large cat that could tlak to them at the same time, and also would listen to what they had to say, even though they had problems with their lives.

All too soon the rather good feeling in his head left, wonder in his head rose. An odd sensation was left behind, like one he hasen't had for the longest time. He could actualy move without feeling some sort of minicule pain that stabbed at him. Even though he felt the dried blood become sharp and abrasive as he moved around to streach his body. His arms and legs extended, back arching downwards, groin near hitting the ground below him.

Looking down at his hands now being used as paws a large book was presented to him. He murmured softly primarily to himself. "Great. now to devise a system to bring this book around. I can't just lift it. Going to have to get used to two legged movements to do this. Let alone read." He looked at his claws. "This is going to get messy really quickly. Might need to see if Nessa has a nail filer or something abrasive to temporarily dullen my claws until I am done reading."

Ashrir got up, and with the rest of the class filled out. He waited, not wanting to seem eager to get out, but wanted to try and think of what he could do for a demonstration. He would cause Anthony pain regardless of what Ashrir did, and would have to think of something later in his dorm.

He walked down the hall, remembering location and as well as the fact his balance was restricted when he had to keep his tail in check when going down the halls. He made a left turn, nearly running into another student, wishing he could just pin the book against a wall and hope nobody touches the thing and leave it. Too bad he couldn't. As he went into his biology class, the room seemed to have some large individualized tables and several sinks and metal gas tubes. There wasn't as many students as the last class he was in, but still a alright number. There wen't any familiar faces to be seen, but he wondered exactly how the class would be for someone naturaly on four legs and wouldn't need a scaple.

He looked over to the windows, already wanting to be outside. Find someone to stroke his fur and feel all warm and relaxed. Over time, the small amount of pain he was always with seemed to arise again, the pain signals running again with the near constant amount that seemed to follow him. he thought to himself. I wonder if it would be possible to fly again? Then I can get around much easier and without a problem of height to hold me back. What a demonstration I could give then. Mabie work on strengthening them again and be able to pick up more than half of my weight without a problem. Doubt that would happen by the time I am done with this place, but I also feel as if I need to make this known. I wish I had someone to discuss this to privatly.

[DB.]

Hayden franticly looked around the class; trying to find a sparring partner, any sparring partner. Everywhere he looked it seemed as if everyone was already chosen, then Hayden's ears twitched. Mr. Rowen was saying that class was over, giving each of them a book. Hayden whined "What, class... over. But I didn't even pick a sparring partner," he thought.

Hayden closed his eyes and sighed, picking a sparring partner would have to wait for next class, and hopefully he wouldn't look stupid in front of the teacher or anything for not picking one the first time.

Hayden opened his eyes again, thinking of his class schedule. He had Survival next, something that sounded excruciatingly hard; he just hoped his teacher wouldn't be a complete bitch.

Grabbing his book he headed off for the relative location of the class. It wasn't even that far, all he had to do was walk a few feet and take a right turn and there it was, in big bold print, "SURVIVAL"

He could already hear the students inside talking, and from the sounds of it, it was a relatively small class, especially when compared to Power Control. At least he would get a better start than Power control though, he definitely wasn't late this time.

Holding his breath, Hayden stepped in.

[RisingPhoenix]

Bolverdeer stepped into the weight room and sighed. He looked over the class that would be his training class for the year. He looked at each of the faces that were either sitting or standing and simply opened his mouth allowing words to flow like a water fountain.

"ALRIGHT WORMS, IN THIS CLASS WE ARE ALL ABOUT PHYSICAL TRAINING, YOU'LL WORK OUT TIL YOU CAN'T SWEAT ANYMORE, YOU'LL LIFT WEIGHTS, YOU'LL PUNCH THE BAG A FEW TIMES, HELL WHATEVER YOU CALL TRAINING I WANT YOU TO DO IT IN THIS CLASS, UNDERSTAND? SO, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WAITING FOR, GET TO TRAINING MAGGOTS, SPAR FOR ALL I CARE, JUST DON'T KILL EACH OTHER."

His voice was so loud, so dominant that some of the male students winced as he spoke but after he finished the guys went straight for the benches and started bench presses weights just to show off to some of the girls as well as some of the guys. There were a very diverse group of individuals in this class, one in particular was Tyler, the guy Toshiro had run into earlier. He was lifted weights in nothing but a tank top and some sweat pants.

Apparently his clothing hid his muscular form, he was in good shape and eye candy for many. Smirking, he overheard Nessa and Lilli and starting conversing with them as he was curling up some hand weights.

"So, this is your first year, well welcome, I hope you enjoy it here, and wassup Lilli?" He said smiling.



Mrs. Carmen walked into the Biology class and simply sat down in the stool that sat in front of her desk. He wings flapped open revealing a few scars and still red wounds but she simply smiled as the beautiful feathers shimmered and filled the room with a bright atmosphere.

She opened her mouth and sung a soothing song about Nature and how it can soothe even the weariest of souls. After which she stood up and walked around the entire room patting everyone on their shoulder and leaving a piece of paper on each. The paper read in bold letter:

"Do you know your anatomy?"

Mrs. Carmen smiled and flapped her wings sending a gust of strong wind throughout the class. She opened her mouth and her small but strong voice filled the room.

"Do you know your strengths? Do you know your weaknesses? Are you in tune with who and what you are? Could you dismantle yourself and put yourself back together again?"

She was silent for a while and simply smiled, "I'll show you how to do it, well all except that last part, no one can dismantle themselves and then put themselves back together again, it's quite impossible."

She walked around the classroom again and handed out Biology books as well as another book, "ME WITHIN ME!" It was different for each person she handed it to. In it it spoke of what your race was, how your race thrives and the usual partners for your race, it also spoke of your limitations as well as those races you should stay away from.

She went to the white board and began drawing the anatomy of a frog. She then drew it dissected and started her lecture from there.


A muscular man stepped into the Survival class, his muscle bulging in the tight tank top he wore. His body was well proportionate and he had a smug smile on his face. He was indeed a lycan, a very strong one at that. As he walked in, he placed his hand on the chalk board and dug his nails in while running them along the length of the board causing the uncomfortable squeak that followed.

Smiling, having the attention of all the class, he spoke, his voice deep and strong.

"Good Day class, I'm your instructor Ryan Rayn, but call me Mr. Rayn or I'll kick your ass," He laughed and continued talking, "you can call me Mr. Ryan if you want, but in this class there will be blood, there will be broken bones and broken egos, if you are feeling that this class is far too damaging for you then by all means get out of my class NOW!"

Two students, a girl and a boy stood up and started walking towards the door but Mr. Ryan had them by the throat before they even made it to the door and threw them against the wall.

"I have full permission to treat you as I wish, you are all MY PROPERTY while in my class, now then, let's begin, Survival, what is survival? Can any of you answer that question?"

Mr. Rayn locked the door and it was sealed with magic, the class was trapped inside until Mr. Rayn felt it time to leave. His eyes fell on Hayden and he smirked.

"You, what's your name? Come to the front of the class you little pup and write the answer on the board and you better get it right or else there will be consequences."

[Mysteria]

Before it would seem that Lillie would have a chance to reply Nessa heard a booming voice ring through out the weight room.

"ALRIGHT WORMS, IN THIS CLASS WE ARE ALL ABOUT PHYSICAL TRAINING, YOU'LL WORK OUT TIL YOU CAN'T SWEAT ANYMORE, YOU'LL LIFT WEIGHTS, YOU'LL PUNCH THE BAG A FEW TIMES, HELL WHATEVER YOU CALL TRAINING I WANT YOU TO DO IT IN THIS CLASS, UNDERSTAND? SO, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WAITING FOR, GET TO TRAINING MAGGOTS, SPAR FOR ALL I CARE, JUST DON'T KILL EACH OTHER."


So much for figuring out which teacher would be a prick and which one wouldn't. Of course immediately all of the guys went for the weight benches which meant Nessa wasn't going to get a chance to lift any weights but the universal gym was open and that would do for now.

Nessa went to move to the gym when she heard someone she'd not yet met before speaking to her and Lillie. "So, this is your first year, well welcome, I hope you enjoy it here, and wassup Lilli?"

He wasn't a bad looking guy and he seemed nice enough at least. Not wanting to be rude Nessa answered him but kept walking to the universal gym "Hey there, yep first year here. Thanks. The names Nessa," she said as she pulled her tunic dress over her head leaving nothing on underneath but her workout top and shorts. (http://www.physiquebodywareusa.com/Images/Thumbnail_Images/tn_727.jpg) Nessa began with doing some stretches, bending over and grasping her ankles, her finely tuned derriere being shown off in the tight pair of shorts that she was now wearing. Nessa held that position for awhile before raising her hands above her head, clasping them together and bending side to side then leaning forward noticing that some of the guys in the room were staring at her. She'd grown accustomed to it by now and for the most part it didn't bother her who was looking most of the time.

Nessa then added enough of weights to the pulleys to ensure she would get a good workout and break a sweat. Hopefully the workout would provide more than just some good physical training but also maybe even help her forget the previous class. As Nessa worked out she could feel the beads of perspiration rolling down her back and trickling between her breasts as it glistened off of her pale skin.

[DB.]

The class had just started and it already looked like it was going to be hell. The teacher, Mr. Rayn, had walked into the Survival class and dug his nails deep into the chalk board, sliding them across the surface as he walked to make a loud screeching sound emanate throughout the classroom.

Hayden made a loud whining noise as he quickly covered his ears and closed his eyes. The sound was entirely unbearable to his highly attuned hearing and Hayden began slowly tightening his fists around his ears.

Although the sound didn't last long, the after effects did. Hayden could hear a low ringing in his ears as he brought his hands down and opened his eyes. "So much for the teacher not being a bitch," he thought as he growled. Mr. Rayn-after he asked if anyone wanted to leave- pinned down two students because they didn't want to stay. Seeing this Hayden's eyes shot wide open

"What the fuck kinda class is this," Hayden whispered. "There was no way this is actually allowed, is it?"

"I have full permission to treat you as I wish, you are all MY PROPERTY while in my class, now then, let's begin, Survival, what is survival? Can any of you answer that question?" Mr. Rayn started looking around class, then stopped as soon as his eyes fell on Hayden.

"Oh shit! Please don't pick me! Please, please, please, please, please, please!"

"You, what's your name? Come to the front of the class you little pup and write the answer on the board and you better get it right or else there will be consequences."

Hayden gulped, he was completely and utterly screwed. "Um, yeah, sure, Mr. Rayn, dude. My name is, um Hayden Ross" he said and right after he thought, "Crap I already messed up, shouldn't have called him dude... And a chalk board, who still uses those anymore?"

Reaching the front of the board Hayden picked up a small piece of chalk, and quickly wrote a small sentence across the board. Stepping back he re-read it to himself. "Survival, the exact opposite of dieing"

Hayden held his breath and braced himself for anything.

[nonangelic92]

As Lilli was about to answer's Nessa question, Coach Bolverdeer came into the room. After he yelled some silly things and said hey to teh newbies he acknowledged Lilli. "Hey Coach, nothing much going on here. Going to class and being bored mostly. How about you?" Lilli asked kindly. Dhe sat on the bench as the others began training, she liked being the watcher the first day of school to see how people were.

[RisingPhoenix]

The kid had messed up by simply calling Mr. Rayn dude, he had told them to call him either Mr. Ryan or Mr. Rayn but never dude. A growl emitted from his throat as he watched Hayden cross the classroom and stand in front of the chalk board. He began scribing text onto the board and when he finished, he stepped back and read it.

"Survival, the exact opposite of dying," Hayden said and seemed to brace himself for whatever was to come. Mr. Rayn walked slowly up behind Hayden and whispered in his ear.

"That's correct, but don't ever call me dude, EVER in your lifetime, you got that?" and before Hayden could say or do anything, Mr. Rayn had picked him up by his shirt collar and thrown him across the room knocking over a few desks and also breaking a few.

"You all will write what survival means one hundred times in order to drill it into your heads, you will not do anything else until it is done, after doing so you will report to the open field outside of the school, that is all."

Mr. Rayn left out of the class and the door sealed itself. Magic was being used here, strong magic, unbreakable magic, though Mr. Rayn was not the one casting, but the school was rather enchanted. Amazingly, the door knew which student had completed the hundred words and which had not and only those who had finished would be allowed to exit, but they would be tagged and shocked if they did not report to the open field in the back of the school.

Mr. Rayn stomped into the open field and sat down on the lush grass. He closed his eyes and opened his mind, meditating as he awaited the first of the students to come.



Savah looked at the beautiful flames consume everything and soon after vanish leaving everything with a bit of a newness to it that Savah found interesting. He looked at Alex and smiled as he walked closer to Alex and looked into his eyes.

"You've passed the test, now what I ask you now may be the hardest thing you may ever do, I need you to make the seer's promise that you won't speak of this to anyone except me."

Savah sighed and waited on Alex's answer.

"And in return if you want I will remove your bond with the girl, BUT you will have to be rebound to someone, TODAY, if you want I can be a temporary host of the bond after it is broken but that would cause us to be bound together and I should warn you I am a bit of a flirt..."

[DB.]

"That's correct, but don't ever call me dude, EVER in your lifetime, you got that?"

"Oh crap," Hayden thought as Mr. Rayn picked him up and threw him across the room, making him smash into a few of the desks there. Using his reflexes to the best of his ability Hayden repositioned himself in midair to minimize the damage done.

There was nothing broken nor bleeding, and the pain would subside quickly anyway. What he did feel was anger, pure and utter anger, taking him almost every single ounce of his willpower to keep it from shifting him.

Standing up Hayden looked around class, seeing that some of the students were staring at him in shock and scared out of there minds when it came to the teacher, and were probably wondering how Hayden had got up so fast from what seemed like a devastating blow; others were out of their seats asking if he was okay; and others were quickly writing down the needed hundred definitions, with their eyes wide open and not paying attention to what happened. Hayden just dusted himself off and nodded towards the students, telling them that he was okay.

He started growling and threw a couple of desks out of the way to reach his. Sitting down he took out a piece of paper and began writing down what he wrote on the Chalk board as fast as he could. Although he was in no hurry to leave the class room and see that damned Mr. Rayn again, he did want to see what could be next.

Minutes passed buy and Hayden was almost done. A couple of other students were already standing up to leave by that time and after another minute Hayden also stood up and left. He walked out into the open field behind the school and saw Mr. Rayn sitting there.

[Higurashi]

Alex watched as the last of the flame extinguised itself. He felt refreshed and full of energy. He wondered vaguely what had happened, but that was soon blocked out by the thought that he had succeded. He did a little 'Yes!' gesture and then noticed what Savah was saying, "You've passed the test, now what I ask you now may be the hardest thing you may ever do, I need you to make the seer's promise that you won't speak of this to anyone except me."

"Uhm, of course." Alex said simply. "I swear by my forefathers and those before them on the everlasting end of the twilight and the farthest reaches of the mind that I will NOT speak of this." He then nodded his head and listened to Savah's next statement. "And in return if you want I will remove your bond with the girl, BUT you will have to be rebound to someone, TODAY, if you want I can be a temporary host of the bond after it is broken but that would cause us to be bound together and I should warn you I am a bit of a flirt..." Come to think of it Alex had just done two serious things for no reason whatsoever. He shrugged of this thought and said. "Sure, I feel a bit stupid now, and if you would break the bond and take it on for me that'll be fine. I'm sure that you can't be that bad of a flirt."

[spirits breath]

Near soon after Ashrir went into the classroom, a large winged creature that was to be his teacher seemed bubbling with personality. Like she was a more peaceful being. Right off the bat, she adressed herself as Mrs. Carmen, and began to ask questions. Almost in a melodic way to calm the first day stress. "Do you know your anatomy?"

A gust of wing from her mighty wings sent a stab of shame and jelousy to Ashrir. She was energetic with no doubt, but the whole wing thing with her and his state didn't sit too well. He began to think, My anatamy? I can't tell. You never can tell unless you are told by true honesty. And I am still yet to see my medical examination results so that factor rules out several things.

Mrs. Carmen continued to speak, asking what his weaknesses and strengths were. Ashrir looked away from her, looking at himself. [i] Weaknesses... I can't fly is a start. Intense light can blond and stun me, loud sounds easily stun me. I could be stepped on, or even lit on fire. And to counter it, I can probobly urn faster than any of these beings around me, my claws can cut through about everything, see in the dark, hear whispers across a room, even use the spikes on my tail. thats about it that I know of."

Ashrir looked back at the teacher, who was if anything trying to state a biology joke about taking yourself apart and back together. His ears drooped, and his head fell onto the book given to him. He had enough trouble carrying one book, then add another. He would need a new system to walk to carry those two books and not break a knuckle in the process.

As he flipped through the book, spotting a few humans and elves. Even some bird like humans and some scalled ones as well. He flipped through, not finding himself in it. He flipped though again, only slower. No avail was stricken. He placed the book down behind him, and walked in a soft strut to Mrs. Carmen. As he neared her, he leaned in closly to her. He spoke quietly, not wanting to be overheard of the other students. "Mrs. Carmen. I am Ashrir. I cannot find my race in this book despite going through it for a while now. Is there another book I can look through that would be more recent?" H elooked back at the students and then at the teacher.

[RisingPhoenix]

Mrs. Carmen's eyes glared at Ashrir like two beautiful pools of sapphire as she watched him walk up to her desk and slowly lean over to ask a question. She listened and sighed softly.

"I'm afraid not Ashrir, you are very rare indeed, if my sources are correct, you were genetically designed which means you are very much rare if not the only one of your kind, but do not fret, you will fit in quite well here at St. Langoustine, there are others with wings who walk on all fours but none like you, you are how should I put this, UNIQUE and you should NEVER feel bad about it."

She flapped her beautiful wings and noticed that he had his wings tucked in.

"Why are your wings tucked in? It's so much more soothing to extend them."




Mr. Rayn watched as student after student walked out onto the open field, some of them holding their necks after failed attempts at ditching which made Mr. Rayn smiled.

"Well, looks like some of you tried to get away from the big bad wolf, oh the irony. Alright class, what drives you to survive? What type of situation do you have to be in in order for the instinct to survive kicks in? For that matter...."

He trailed off as his body shifted and changed until he stood a solid 8 feet tall, hair covering his body to the point where none of his deliciously carmel skin showed, it had been replaced by a beautiful coat of carmel color fur. His face had become that of a wolf, jagged and sharp pointy teeth within his mouth, eyes a beautiful silver, hands now beastly claws with razor sharp talons. He truly looked like a Lycan (http://www.genv.net/files/gallery_images/lycan_0.jpg) from one of those horror movies that devoured all in sight.

He howled loudly and some of the students backed away slowly. He glared at each of them, some of them shaking, he could smell their fear and that was not good. His attention quickly shifted to Hayden and he growled.

"Have you learned your lesson?" He asked in a wolfish growl.



"Sure, I feel a bit stupid now, and if you would break the bond and take it on for me that'll be fine. I'm sure that you can't be that bad of a flirt."

He had said the words as if he had known Savah for longer than a day. Smirking, Savah sighed and looked at Alex.

"You truly are asking for it aren't you, alright, go get the girl and bring her here and I shall remove the bond, you can lie to her if you want though she will probably panic when she sees me." Savah walked closer to Alex closing the gap between them. He was so close to the mental mage that he could hear his heartbeat.

He leaned forward slightly and whispered into Alex's ear.

"Oh you don't know how flirtatious I can be," and with those words he licked Alex's ear and his hand trailed from Alex's chest to his.........Savah stepped away and smiled before he walked towards the exit of the gym and grabbed his bag. Soon Archery would begin and he had to be on his toes today, he had heard that this year the instructor would have them dodging arrows instead of shooting them.

"See you around Alex," He said as he turned around and winked, "and remember once you have her, bring her to the gym, and don't worry I'll know when you enter."

He soon vanished as the door closed and his silhouette blended in with the shadows cascading from the roof.

[Cheshire]

Léa nodded and backed away, "Well, tell him I said hello when he wakes up, please." She calmly stated this as she turned around, "Until next time, Mr. Butler... I really should get to class." With that she turned to leave for her next class.

Andraste grinned foxily at Tyrone the whole time... after a long pause she spoke, "I take it you don't like me... or at least, you're already assuming I'm just an annoying girl, either trying to woo your young master, or simply annoy him with my sarcastic wit... however I truly hope any animosity you hold against me is short lived... I don't much like enemies..."

In Madoka's head, a little extra was added, "... friends are much easier to manipulate." but... that little bit was left unsaid, safe and secure in a mind sharply guarded...

Andraste extended her hand, tilting her head, "So what's say we get a good start on the right foot here, my name is Andraste Akers, but you can call me Andra."

[spirits breath]

Ashrir looked at Mrs.Carmen, small words she said about him being unique and not to feel bad about mabie being the only one of his kind. He paused, not breathing or even blinking for a moment.

In his past, the several people in white coats. Several different tests performed on him. The lack of another figure that resembled him in any form. His first time being let out of the small 12X12 room and dinto an area where he could run around. then to be ionged with several other tests about his senses. What parent would do that to their child?

Ashrir now faced a swelled up urge to give a tear, but also wanted to hide it still. As Mr.Carmen started to ask why his wings are tucked in, that shattered his will. A tear rolled smothely over the thick pelt of him. His eyes bashfully moving his head downwards. He tried to open them slowely, only to stop before any of his wounds would be shown. "I cannot Mrs.Carmen. I can't. It isn't that it would soothe me, it is just... difficult."

Ashrir looked at her feathers, and the small scars. "May I ask you this, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to. But what happened to your wings to get the scars? They seem to offset your coloration." A second smaller tear forced its way out of his right eye. "Mrs.Carmen, I think... I don't know how to put this, but you are the only teacher so far that can possibly relate, but after class. I need to ask you something privatly."

He pulled his wings in tight against his body again, a small surge of pain came by and passed breifly, like poking yourself with the nail on your finger for a few seconds. He breathed slowely and deeply, trying to rebuild his will and end crying. He felt a bit betrayed by his mind and body for doing this, as well as shedding a few tears to a teacher he only knew for not even an hour. He looked up at her, the face looking back at him, his tail dragged along the floor as he tried to cover his left wing closest to the teacher, only to have it rest on the edge of the wing and cover about an eighth of his wing. His head gravitated downwards, looking at all of her feathers and then the ground below her, catching her unfeathered feet that seemed more like a reptile than birds. Then again Ashrir never say a bird up close.

(yeah, kind of assumin Mrs.Carmen is like a large anthro bird. feathers and wings as well as her personality is driving me to the assumption.)

[Dirzrahel]

Tyrone nodded to Léa, nodding and bowing his head as she left.

"Yes, Milady, I surely will."

The butler regarded the kitsune just how he had with Léa, shaking his head at her comment and disapproving highly of it.

"No, Madame. You are incorrect. I only bear any ill will toward those who present a negative mood toward my Master Bel'Albion. Your attitude is welcome at the current time. However, these gentlemen-" Tyrone said, indicating the security guards, "will not do in any regard. Hello, gentlemen. I would like to inform you that I will be staying by my Master's side until he awakens. If you attempt to move him, you will understand why he cannot be moved in his current state. He's dreaming." The butler explained.

One of the security guards choffed, a big brawny fellow that held more arrogance in his head than a dictator of a country populated by five people. He approached Rozenforte and indicated his index finger, touching the Italian's forehead.
"Like this? Hahaha-" His laughing was cut short as his entire body was ripped to shreds in a matter of moments. The cuts were unseen, and it was as if claws had rend his body into shreds of flesh and blood. The big, brawny man was nothing but a pile of bones, sliced organs, and puddled blood. The others stood there in disbelief, backing away, and ultimately exiting the room leaving Daniel there alone.

Tyrone reached into his pocket and produced a rather large trash bag, as if he'd been prepared for said thing to happen. In fact, he had. There was always an idiot in a group somewhere. The butler carefully collected the remains of the man and sopped up the blood with towels he had found in the infirmary. With a loud snap of plastic gloves, he disposed of them, leaving the floor as spic and span as it had originally been. He took a seat beside his master, throwing the bag of bodily remains in a trash chute.

"As you have observed, in his dream state, Master Bel'Albion's latent inside guest does not allow anyone to touch his host. It is very dangerous to touch him."

[Higurashi]

Alex nodded his head and shuddered when Savah licked him. This might not have been such a good idea, he thought. He sighed and walked off to his next class. On the way he was once again intercepted by Eric. He sighed again and accepted the enivitable confrontation. Eric strutted up to him and smiled, pushing him against the wall.

"Well hello there sweetheart. Where'd you disappear to? I smell another guy on you and you got another uniform all of a sudden. Do you know what that looks like to me, hmm? It looks like you're going out with some guy I don't know about, and I don't like that."

He continued to ramble on like this for a little bit before he sniffed again, then his eyes widened. "I know that smell. It's Savah isn't it? You're going out with Savah aren't you?" Alex looked shocked at such comment and tried to shove Eric away from him.

"I have absolutley no idea what you're talking about. I am NOT dating Savah. I just met him the other day and I barely know him as such. Plus, he'd probably go off and fuck someone else while I was still there." Alex said

"Oh, so it seems that you have a feisty side. Well then, if you aren't dating Savah, why not date me? I'm commited. I'd make you feel REAL good." Eric said snidely.

Okay, Alex thought, This has gone on long enough. I'm tired of this bull. I'll only go into a relationship if I want to. Time to deal with this shet-head Alex stretched out his hand and planted it on Eric's forhead. Eric only had a chance to blink before his mind was wiped as clean as a slate. It was replaced into a copy of his previous mind, but tuned to exact servitude to Alex. He fell back on his ass then got back up. He bowed and said, "Yes sir. I will leave you for now." He then walked off.

Alex sighed once again and headed off to his next class, which would be history. He rather liked history. You got to read about great accomplishments of the past after all, and none of the humans lying bullshit either. It made it just that much better. Alex walked in, took is seat, took out his book, and waited for class to start.

[Cheshire]

Andraste giggled, watching the guards retreat, "Oh my, your master sure is full of surprises, Mr. Butler." she commented her fox-like grin on her face again, before she turned.

"Well, it has been fun, but I too have class to get to, tell your master not to die just yet, okay?" she said, giggling, before she run off to her next class.

[Almost_Blue]

Danene nodded to the song in her head as she strolled down the hallway, just having left one of her classes.
She began practicing to draw magical glyphs into the air with her finger, trying hard to remember all the new basics she needed to know.
She stopped at a windowsill, setting down her books on the ledge as she began fixing her uniform, that which always seemed to be baggy, and turning crooked due to her small frame.

Danene always seemed to have a habit of thinking that she gets multiple first impressions, so she always tries to look her best for everyone.
Pulling up her black tie, she began to lightly sing the chorus to the song that was stuck in her head. She was about to reach out for her books, when she was tapped on the shoulder.
Her friend had now grabbed Danene's arms, and began to sing with her, outloud.
This friend of hers was always the hyper type, and was Danene's initial influence to be happy all the time, when they met early in Danene's first year at St.Langoustine.

Danene giggled slightly, and bounced up and down on the ground, in sync with her friend, as they both sung the tune out loud in the middle of the hallway, not caring who was watching them.
A true bond of friendship in Danene's opinion.

Stopping, they both laughed at themselves before she began to walk off once more. "I'll see you at lunch!" she called out in a slightly higher pitch, waving goodbye as she jogged away.
Danene merely nodded, waving to her with a bright smile on her face, before turning and picking up her books from the windowsill, and continuing her own way down the hall.

[nonangelic92]

After training ended, Lilli's next class was cryptology whici was outside in the garden, for multi purposes. Lilli stopped by the door that lead outside and went to pull out her ID card so she could leave the building when she suddenly felt that her card was missing. She felt all around in her pockets and she dumped the contents on her bag on the floor, " Crap, freak, freak, carp. Where is it, where is it?" she started to ask herself aloud. Students were gathering around her, trying to see what the commotion was all about. Someone from the crowd asked what was wrong, she anwsered, "I lost my freaking card." She collected all the stuff in her bag and went to retrace her steps.

[RisingPhoenix]

"WELCOME TO HISTORY, HERE IN THIS CLASS WE WILL BE DOING MORE THAN JUST TALKING ABOUT HISTORY, BUT WE WILL BE VISITING HISTORIC TIME POINTS AS WELL. DOES ANYONE HAVE ANY SUGGESTIONS FOR OUR FIRST TIME TRIP?"

Mr. Seacumberson talked as if he were jacked up on caffeine and his voice remained slightly raised for some odd reason, yet he was a nice gentleman and an even nicer teacher. He enjoyed being hands on with his work and often times will test the students out of the blue on something historic off the top of their heads. Smiling he stood up and walked to the white board and began writing in a time period.

PRECAMBRIAN AGE

"Can anyone tell me what roamed in the Palaeozaic era?" He asked smiling as if he had a dirty little secret that none of the class knew of. History would delve into more than just the things that happened ten and twenty or thirty years ago but will go as far back as the beginning and then slowly make it's way back to the present, but Mr. Seacumberson would only begin with the Palaeozaic Era and go from there.




Mrs. Crypt appeared within the Cryptology room and walked slowly towards the wall that held ancient writing upon it. She stopped just before reading it and ran her hand along the symbols and markings and quickly looked up at her students as the classroom door slammed shut and cipher machines appeared on the desk of every student.

Mrs. Crypt then waltzed up to the front of the class and slammed a long pointer stick onto the desk of Lilli.

"We will be deciphering various things in this class, thus your attention is very much needed or you will FAIL this class, now, who can tell me what is hidden in the ancient text on the wall?"

The text that was hidden read: "MY ATTENTION BELONGS TO MRS. CRYPT"




Mrs. Carmen looked at Ashrir and smiled moving her taloned hand to wipe away the tears that so leaked from his eyes. She listened to him speak and simply nodded her head in a generous and calm manner. She watched him attempt to open his wings but stopped. Sighing, she listened as he began to ask her about her scars and that she seemed to be the only teacher he could relate to.

Smiling, she pulled out a book from her desk drawer and opened the photo album showing winged creatures galore. She had filled the photo album with every winged creature she had ever encountered and now Ashrir was the only one she had never encountered. Smiling she stood up and looked at her wings as best she could.

"Where I come from, we must fight for honor and respect and I had to fight a fellow Harpy who proved to be more valiant than I thought but I came out on top thus earning the respect of many. You my dear Ashrir know that you can come to me at any time of day, I stay on campus and am a part time counsellor. Now after class if you wouldn't mind, could I add you to my photo album of memories?"




Headmaster Devin sighed when Daniel reported the incident to him. Smirking, he half expected something to happen. Standing to his feet, he waltzed out of his room and vanished soon after appearing within the infirmary. He eyed Tyrone with much interest and simply walked around the seemingly sleeping body of Rozenforte.

"Tyrone is it? Are you a student here?" He asked so calmly and so monotonous that it seemed as if he already knew the answer but wanted Tyrone to give reason as to why exactly he was here.

Devin took a seat just in front of Rozenforte's body and smirked, "I do wonder how he would take expulsion."




Tyler smiled as he watched Nessa train but soon it was time to go and the bone head that was their teacher simply sat there, never taking his attention off of the computer monitor on his laptop.

"You can go now," He said rather rudely to his students as he continued to watch whatever he was watching. Tyler smiled and walked over to Nessa.

"Hey, Nessa was it? What's your next class? I'm kinda bored and most of my friends moved away so I'm trying to make new ones, and well you seem like a nice person." He paused and smiled his charming smile.

He had already taken a shower in the boy's locker room, getting all the eye candy he could before getting dressed and thusly now talking to Nessa.


((Mrs. Carmen is more like a Harpy of sorts, a nice harpy, lol))

[Mysteria]

Nessa finished her work out wondering why they had even needed a teacher to be present to begin with. Her work out had consisted of the same routine that she would have done in a gym outside of school. He hadn't even looked up when he dismissed class.

Nessa headed for the showers hoping that archery class would at least be better than the first two classes had been. Nessa changed back into her white tunic dress and brushed her long locks out and was ready to head out to her next class when she stepped through the door and saw the guy from class, Tyler.

"Hey, Nessa was it? What's your next class? I'm kinda bored and most of my friends moved away so I'm trying to make new ones, and well you seem like a nice person."

Nessa smiled at him. He seemed nice enough and she didn't know to many people either and Lillie had already left so she figured maybe he would know where Archery class was.

"Hey, yes the names Nessa" she offered, her pearly white smile flashing at him "I'm new here and don't know too many people yet. I have archery class next, maybe you can point me in the right direction?" She said as she started towards the hallway.

[RisingPhoenix]

"Hey, yes the names Nessa, I'm new here and don't know too many people yet. I have archery class next, maybe you can point me in the right direction?"

Tyler smiled and simply couldn't believe how beautiful her smile was. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other and followed her as she started for the hallway.

"Funny thing, I have Archery too so we can walk there together, if you don't mind," Tyler replied as he continued walking, "I just gotta grab my bow and quiver and then we can be on our way, just follow me to my dorm room, 480."

[Higurashi]

Alex watches as one of the students goes into a long explanation of the era before the current one and his minds wanders off again. There's no one he knows in this class besides Eric for some odd reason, and Eric was only there due to his persistence that he was supposed to be. Alex let his mind sift through those of the classes, making damn sure to hear certain important points incase the teacher popped him with a question for not paying attention.

He found one interesting exerpt in Eric's mind however.... It was a time far back, about ten or so years. The memory came out it only black and white colors. Apparently Erics child brain hadn't kept the colors when he was doing whatever he was doing. It showed what Alex assumed to be Eric and his family sitting around an old T.V. Suddenly Eric began crying. When it was over, his parents lay on the floor, stone cold dead. Eric sat there grinning, watching the T.V.

When he faded back out of the memory The student had finished his explination and the teacher was nodding her head. Alex refocused on the class and waited for the teacher to say something. He shuddered at the thought of what he had seen.

[Mysteria]

He was speaking to her, smiling at her and all that Nessa heard was "just follow me to my dorm room, 480." That number sounded fami...480! Nessa remembered suddenly that it was the number Savah had given her.

It took Nessa a split second to look back at Tyler and find her voice again. After the morning that she had just had she wasn't really sure she wanted to run into Savah again so soon especially since she knew he had caught her crying earlier. Nessa offered a small smile "Sure, that will be fine. I um...I take it your room mates with Savah? I met him last night, I'm certain that's the number he said his room was?"

Nessa fidgeted with her bow, making it comfortable across her back. Her bow always felt comfortable, she really didn't need to adjust it. She was just fidgeting. "Savah won't be there now though right, I mean, he'll be in class won't he?" Nessa said trying to keep her voice steady as she did so.

[RisingPhoenix]

"Sure, that will be fine. I um...I take it your room mates with Savah? I met him last night, I'm certain that's the number he said his room was?"

"Yea, Savah is a pretty cool guy, he had a pretty nasty breakup with his boyfriend a while back, though I doubt he'll be in the room, at least I hope not, last time I walked in on him and some guy, well let's just say if I weren't in the know how I would have sworn their tongues were sword fighting."

Tyler laughed and looked over at Nessa. It was as if she liked Savah, as if somewhere within her, she wanted to be with him. Tyler sighed and placed a soft hand on Nessa's shoulder.

"You aren't the only girl that wanted him, he's truly a nice guy overly nice if you ask me, he's only stern when it comes to his work."

As they approached room 480, Tyler smirked, "you can come in if you like," He said as he opened the door and walked in. It was beautiful, everything decorated the color of Savah's bed, even Tyler's bed was decorated in the same exact way a bit of off colored things significantly differentiated the two sides of the room.

Tyler grabbed his beautifully personalized bow and grabbed his quiver filled with arrows and slowly walked out of the room. When Nessa was out, he closed it and locked it and headed off towards Archery.



Savah was walking towards Archery when he was pulled out of his walking path and into the bushes. The Archery class was always held outside for fear of striking passing students inside the school building as most of the arrows were magically inclined. Savah looked at the guy who had pulled him off of his walking path and into the bushes and recognized it as Aaron, his current interest so to speak.

Aaron didn't waste time kissing and groping all over Savah who went along with it willingly. They were attempting to keep their relationship on the low for fear of there being backlash after all when you're dating the Mayor's son, you have to take precaution even if the son is open with his orientation.

Savah's tongue searched the very walls of Aaron's mouth and their tongues seemed to mingle together but after a while of making out Savah broke the connection and pulled away, remembering that he was bound to Alex and the poor kid would have felt everything that had just happened.

"Aaron, what are you doing? I gotta get to Archery, I'll catch you at lunch," Savah said as he stood up and dusted himself off. Aaron simply laid there licking his lips as he watched Savah walk away. Soon after Aaron vanished and went to his own class. Dating a 6th Year was something Savah hadn't really thought about until Aaron asked him after the terrible break up with Toshiro. Aaron had been there through the pain and helped soothe Savah and finally got him to leave his room. Toshiro and Aaron had a very quant dislike for each other but put up with each other for Savah's sake.



Mr. Seacumberson smiled and simply nodded at the various responses he got but one student seemed to be in his own little world. Mr. Seacumberson simply smiled and turned back to the board to write some more stuff down. After he finished, he wrote three words and turned back to the class.

"Alright class, we are going to take a trip to the Palaeozaic Era, I must ask you to exercise caution and pick a partner to roam with, we will be there for a few hours, I have taken the liberty of speaking with your other teachers and they have agreed to allow you to miss their classes or even arrive later than usual."

Mr. Seacumberson moved out from behind his desk to reveal the three words he had written.

Oras at Space

"Alright class, gather around the classroom and form a circle, then one of you repeat the three words and add Palaeozaic Era at the end of it."

[Mysteria]

"Yea, Savah is a pretty cool guy, he had a pretty nasty breakup with his boyfriend a while back, though I doubt he'll be in the room, at least I hope not, last time I walked in on him and some guy, well let's just say if I weren't in the know how I would have sworn their tongues were sword fighting."

Nessa laughed out loud "For some reason I can just picture it now. And yeah, he seems pretty cool."

Nessa smiled at Tyler. Of course Savah was nice but it's not like she wasn't already aware that he preferred men to women all the same there was something about him, something that she couldn't put her finger on. It wasn't just that he was an elf like she was in part. It was the way he had held himself, his confidence.

Nessa stood looking around the room as Tylor got his belongings. She even checked out Tyler. He wasn't a bad looking guy and her first impression of him was beginning to fade. He was actually pretty nice and not just as she thought upon having met him in the gym.

The room was decorated in good taste. Each side of the room reflected its respective occupants tastes. Nessa stood waiting quietly until Tyler was ready to leave the room then followed him. "Thanks for showing me how to get to archery. I'm sure I would have had a hard time finding it."

[spirits breath]

Ashrir looked up a bit childly as Mrs. Carmen rose up and looked at her wings. then when she grabbed a rather large book, and opening it to reveal several dozens of pictures of only creatures with wings.

When She spoke about having to fight for honor with another harpy, his mind played it out. He saw Mrs.Carmen and another harpy just looking at eachother. Suddenly with a take off, they were both in the air, accelerating towards the other. Once they got in close, it was a barrage of claws, talons, and the two gradually falling to the ground. He saw Mrs.Carmen reach up, pushing the elbow away from a could be blow and her talons reaching out, overextending her motions. As a result the other harpy raked hard with its talons and directly hit her wing.

Shaking his head, he refocused on Mrs.Carmen. Discovering that she was also a counceler was a good sign for him, as if things just weren't working he could talk a bit privatly with her and get advice on the issue, as opposed to having the issue carried on to another teacher and go down the line to student services on the fourth go.

Ashrirs neck tilted, still looking at the several pictures in the book. His left ear perked up and turned a bit towards Mrs. Carmen. "Now after class if you wouldn't mind, could I add you to my photo album of memories?" The fur on his back seemed to pull together and then relax. His eyes closed slightly as his head went backwards in confusion.

His voice seemed a bit worried, shocked even. "A picture...of me. For a book?" He swallowed hard. While he didn't mind several stares, he did however feel a bit insecure with a picture that would show him. He arced his back, tail firm. "Alright, I'll do it." His posture soon sunk however as he tried to picture exactly what he would have to pose for. He did some odd poses on his last few days in his former home, and who knows with a school that their could be several pictures of him online right now for all he knew.

He moved his head close to Mrs.Carmen. "Any preferences for the picture? Like pose...my shirt on or off" His voice sunck down to a soft whisper" Natural without clothes" His eyes closed, head dropping to her knees height as he hoped she didn't think any differently of him because of his last statement. His legs shuffled around, tail flicking his side as he stood up on his four legs, his head now resting a little over her hip. He looked up at her, inspecting her wings, then looking back at his. He felt a bit of sorrow sweep over him again, as he felt he would never be able to fly again no matter what happened since the day he felt the most pain in his life.

[Cheshire]

Léa ran into the Archery room before stopping, limping a bit and looking up, no emotion on her face, speaking with a flat voice. "I'm sorry if I'm late. I was in the infirmary."

Meanwhile... Andra walked down the hall, looking happy and cheerful...

... inside Madoka was bored.

She spotted Danene and smiled brightly, "Excuse me! My name is Andra, I don't believe we've met! You look cool, we should be friends." she said rather bluntly.

Maybe she'll be fun.

"What class are you going to now?"

[nonangelic92]

Lilli made her way back to the training room, looking for her ID card. She saw the teacher speaking so one of the students, "hey Coach, have you seen my ID. I had it in this class and now its gone. I think someone may have stole it. COuld you help me please?" she asked kindly.

[RisingPhoenix]

Mrs. Carmen smirked as Ashrir asked how she wanted him to pose for the picture. Though his suggestions were quite intriguing, Mrs. Carmen had something better in mind. She crouched so that they were eye level and smiled.

"How about this, you'll never know when the picture will be taken, so just relax and be yourself, and I'll let you know AFTER the picture has been taken, it could be at any moment I got a lot of people who help me with photographing winged creatures, one of which you might know. Savah Kerubin, such a wonderful boy, he photographed quite a few of them for me. You should really get to know him, I think you two would hit it off."

Mrs. Carmen stood up and looked around the class noticing that most were simply staring.

"Back to work," She ordered them and turned her attention back to Ashrir.

"I hope to see you after class Ashrir, please retake your seat and rejoin your lab partner, we don't want him doing ALL the work now do we?" She smiled and returned to her desk, sitting down and scribing text upon a bunch of paperwork.



Tyler smirked, "no problem Nessa it's quite easy to find, just listen for the screech of the air plowing through wind currents."

They had walked for what seemed like a few seconds before they emerged into a beautiful lush field. Students were already there launching arrows as moving targets. Tyler noticed Toshiro and smirked but Toshiro hadn't noticed him until Savah looked up and noticed Nessa. He rushed over at the same time Toshiro rushed over to greet Tyler.

It was indeed an awkward bit of tension as Savah looked from Tyler to Toshiro but he said nothing merely grabbing Nessa's hand and pulling her to a vacant spot for shooting.

Toshiro sighed and avoided Savah's eyes. Tyler was a bit confused but said nothing as he followed Toshiro to where he had been shooting arrows.

"I take it you know each other," Tyler said softly as he launched an arrow which struck just under the intended target. Toshiro smiled, "you can say that," He said as he launched an arrow and it struck dead center. Tyler smirked.

Savah smiled and hooked an arrow into the bow and released it. The arrow soared through the sky and hit the target dead center in it's head. He chuckled.

"I didn't think I would see you so soon Nessa."

Just as everyone was launching arrows and simply communicating, the teacher arrived. Mr. Sharpe moved quite majestically towards the center of the field and sighed.

"Well, hello, WELCOME TO ARCHERY, I see some new faces and some old ones as well. Here you will learn the meaning of Archery, the fun that comes with Archery and how to become a master of Archery. Now, pick a partner, I see some of you have already and begin with some warm up shots and after that I will determine when we move on, ahh and welcome to the class Lea." Mr. Sharpe smiled in Lea's direction and simply walked off into the distance, his silhouette vanishing.



"Well Lilli, how many times have I told you to keep up with your ID card, you're lucky David here found it and gave it to me, in fact why don't you and Mr. Hawark here talk about it as you go to your next classes."

David smirked and handed Lilli her ID card. He smiled and blushed a bit. Lilli was beautiful and he often times found it hard to speak around beautiful girls.

"H-hey, I'm David Hawark, you must be Lilli, it's wonderful to meet you."

[Mysteria]

Nessa couldn't help but laugh when Tyler said "no problem Nessa it's quite easy to find, just listen for the screech of the air plowing through wind currents." mostly because what he spoke was truth. Nessa had practically been born with a bow in her hand. Of all the classes she had worried about at Langoustine, archery hadn't been among them.

No sooner had they arrived than they were met by both Toshiro and Savah. Nessa hadn't expected to see Savah in an archery class since it wasn't his first year here but then again her dad had always taught her that even elves needed to practice to keep their skills honed and sharp. She couldn't help notice a few exchanged glances between the three and felt it best not to ask. There wouldn't have been time anyhow as Savah had already grabbed her hand and guided her to a spot where they could practice. While Nessa didn't exactly hate the idea of being alone with the fair haired elf, she hadn't wanted him to see her in her current state of mind again either.

The teacher had already made his appearance and floated away leaving them to find their partners. It appeared to Nessa that Savah had known that and that's why she was now his partner. "I didn't think I would see you so soon Nessa." Savah was speaking to her in that quiet voice again and Nessa just looked at him. She didn't want him to be so kind right now, she was still feeling moody and didn't want to end up in tears again. Nessa looked away from Savah, replying as she knocked her arrow "I didn't expect to see you in archery either Savah, let alone see you so soon."

Pulling the string back she left the arrow fly, missing the bulls eye just slightly. Nessa shook her head. Her focus was off and she knew it. She never missed, she hadn't missed a bulls eye since she was a young girl at home with her parents.

Nessa shut her eyes, cursing under her breath as she took a step backwards "Damn it" was all that she said wrapping her arms around herself tightly. Nessa kept her eyes to the ground while she waited for Savah to take another shot. Last night when she had danced with him it had seemed so perfect but now here she was in her first day of college, standing in his presence once more and yet feeling so very lost.

She had almost forgotten about the teachers request for her to think about joining the Advance Magic class. She would just have to think about it later.

[spirits breath]

Ashrir gave a half-hearted, half worried smile. "A in the moment picture? Would be nicer, and definitly look better than any posed one would. But yeah, I guess I should head back to my seat."

He walked back, osme odd stairs at him, few girls seemed to be facinated with him, some seemed as if they just wanted to take a scaple to the necks of everyone in the room, she was creepy and had more loop peircings than what seemed possible for her skin to hold on her face and arms. Ashrirs skin seemed to curl on itself. He approached his partner, a small man that Ashrir could see over his head just fine.

Ashrir gave a toothy smile to him. He hopped his chair further away. Ashrir continued towards him. Only to stop once he saw the trembling in the small halfling. His dirty blonde hair seemed to be like a mop on a pen washer. "Stay away, please. I wouldn't be able to survive this class with you next to me."

Ashrir's head tilted. He tied to sound simpathetic, only to sound meniacle. "How so? I won't kill you, trust me." Ashrir gave another toothy smile, his sharp teeth showing.

The halfling shivered even more, thinking that the black fured winged cat thing with a run in with a reptile seemed to move closer to him. Just hungry and twisted of a being that wanted to enjoy torturing him with eyes and who knows what could go on with his atire. "You are a mo. Mo monster. Stay away."

Ashrir chuckled lightly, remebering the similarities to a movie he went to see a while ago called twilight. "I'm dangerous stay away. I am about as harmless as Edward in Twilight. I am not going to do anything to you. Well, unless you want me to." He moved his head to the side and inched his hips clser to the halfling. "You know! what I mean."

The halfling turned and threw the book at Ashrirs head, stunning the beast to the ground. The halfling paused before muttering. "Oh shit! sorry, Sorry. I didn't mean to hit you that hard. I just wanted you to back off a bit. You will set off my allergies with your fur if you are too close."

Ashrir rubbed his head, looking up at the halfling. with a groan he stood up onto his four legs. "Why didn't you just say that then? You will be fine, I rarely shed and I brushed myself before I went to my first class. But well my name is Ashrir, and you can stop shaking like that. I have a thick skull at some spots and you managed to hit the thicker area. It is fine. And I am not going to go after you like the wolf in little red riding hood." Ashrir stepped suddenly to the side and stumbled forwards. He hopped onto the chair and looked down at the paper.

As Ashrir scanned the paper, the halfling spoke quietly. "My name is Ken."

Ashrir looked at ken and nodded in acnoledgement.(mispelled. but leave me alone) "The fourth question is wrong. The plasma membrane is prettymuch phospholipids and some proteins. Not phoshate. Close, but not it. And with the frog. Well besides being tasty, the liver is by the stomach, and did you seriously mistake the lungs for the stomach? You know what when we cut one open, I got it. I can map out where everything is without much of a problem. Eat them whole a few times and you get used to it."

Ashrir looked up at the clock, soon he would have to head to his agility class. One he felt a bit good about. He needed to work on it a bit more, would help with his power control class if he ever had to face Anthony and had to avoid the attacks. That or Nessa throwing a book at him or brush if she finds fur on a drink or peice of food. Whichever came first.

[Almost_Blue]

Danene hadn't glanced at Andra at first, she kept walking, with her books in arms. Not being used to random conversations with others, it's only natural that she keep walking.

Having thought about it for nearly thirty seconds now, Danene glanced back, to double check that the target was indeed someone else, and not her.
Double glancing at Andra, who was now staring at Danene as she kept walking away from her, Danene stopped, and stared back.
Her face turning completely red as she now realized that she must have looked completely rude to the girl. Rushing back, in an embarrassed jog-skip type of manner, Danene called out; "I'm so sorry! I didn't think you were saying that to me.."
Closing in, Danene halted, attempting to look as innocent as she could now.
"W-what did you say you name was again? eheh..I-I'm Danene." She offered, bowing her head in respect.