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Henry Gardener

"Anyone here into idiots? If yes then I'm your dream guy,"

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a character in “Thorn Hill Academy”, as played by chieheart

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HENRY GARDNER

"Bold of you to assume I have dignity."

saddest clown | i'll make cereal | nobody


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Henry Matthew Gardner

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Hank, that one kid™

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October 23rd; Scorpio
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180cm | 72kg

APPEARANCE
The first thing people tend to notice is the smile Henry usually has plastered on his face, coupled with a strong jawline that is often specked in scruff. He's a fairly tall guy, standing at around 180 cm, with a lean muscular build and messy dark black hair that he's recently cropped short. With chocolate brown eyes, he's an attractive kid that easily stands out of a family of multiracial kids.

STYLE
Henry's style is what he likes to call, "cute trash puppy" often sitting on that unsturdy fence of put together and disaster. Often sporting unkempt hair, his outfits are usually made up of whatever's clean in his closest which usually consists of patterned or graphic t-shirts and dark jeans. Then there's times he goes full balls-to-the-wall mode were he pulls out weird cowboy button-ups, polo or hawaiian shirts; making any urban dad proud. However the times he does care about his looks, that's also a roulette of choices just waiting to happen. Henry sees his style as something to have fun with, so long as he's leaving with smile, he doesn't really care what's on his body.


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Henry is, to say the least, an easy going guy with a careless lack of worries. There are plenty of powerful, beyond-human things out there, especially in the world where vampires can be your neighbours, so why waste time stressing out over the little things? He tries to keep this positive mentality with him at all times, however he is not completely immune to the sweet call of melancholy. But as far as his normal daily life goes, he passes by his days one at a time, never looking too far ahead nor too far back.

Truthfully, his lack of concern is probably a concern in itself and leaves him a little reckless. He has a bad habit of either making poor decisions or just being indecisive in general—this explains his terrible guessing on exams and his low GPA. Like an artist with no art form, he's dangerous and serves an ignorant, unconscious fearlessness. For a human, that's an almost idiotic trait yet he wears it like a gold star. But what the kid lacks in reasoning, he makes up for it in his ability to act like he knows what he's doing.

Aside from his seemingly dumb nature, Henry excels in tasks that require any social activity. He can talk up a storm, and finds that his carefree disposition makes talking to others second nature. Whether people like him or not is a matter of personal judgement but he does a decent job molding into the environments presented him. However, this sunny disposition and carefree lifestyle are in fact a coping mechanism for Henry to endure and sometimes escape the rut he seems to be stuck in. He relentlessly chases for excitement, for the rush of dopamine to carry him away from agonizing thoughts that are ready to crush him the moment he stops.

Despite his amicable and sociable attitude, Henry always seems to keep a certain line of emotional distance from others. While Henry isolates himself from getting emotionally invested in others, if you happen to make it into his close bubble (which currently only consists of his family), you're honestly in for a wild ride of something that he's not even sure he's ready for.


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✔ Henry can't stand staying indoors for too long, so enjoys taking to the streets and going out whenever an opportunity is presented. When he is stuck at home, his downtime usually consists of practicing music or spending family time with anyone he can manage to bug. His family, especially his brothers are the people that keep him grounded. Because of a general good standing with them, he feels a tender connection to supernaturals than his fellow human, though he's not often around them.

✖ Since he was a kid, there's always a detached identity Henry struggled with, so he actively tries to avoid appearing foreign in unique environments. Quiet rooms makes him feel uncomfortable, and he feels more at ease when attention isn't solely on him in serious situations. In the case with his parents, he finds himself in this situation more often then he'd like, which usually results in a strict rules being set.

STRENGTHS + WEAKNESSES
[ + ] Ironically, Henry is quite stupidly fearless for a human, which gives him unwarranted strength in stressful situations. No matter man or supernatural, he will stand up for those he wants to protect, even if he's the lesser creature on court. No matter if it's beyond him, he's willing to help in any way he can.

[ - ] Henry is reckless when it comes to interacting with supernaturals, and he often forgets his weak mortality. Because of this, he's irrational and usually can't help but have loose jaw that just doesn't know when to shut up. This causes him to take unnecessary risks, especially when it comes to protecting the people he loves.

FEARS
As much as Henry seems idiotically absent of fear, he has a debilitating phobia of deep water or any large spans of water. Triggered as a child, he tends to stay away from pools although if given enough time he can ease himself into one. Showers and baths are perfectly fine, so anything he can stand is the ideal height.


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On part of Thorn Hill Academy opening it's gates to humans, Henry is due to transfer into the fourth year. Although this will be the first year he's attending.

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“They’re beings often misunderstood by the world, playing as the fallguy for human fear. I think humans are just scared about falling down the food chain, when most supernaturals just want to be part of the world. Isn’t that what we all want?”

The supes are his boys, his crowd. Having been adopted into a family of werewolves, Henry's had a fair share of encounters with supernaturals, especially in the akin of Lycans. He's found that much like humans, there's good and bad apples and the line which separates the two is often blurred. Although he understands that his experience is unique and completely built off of exposure and false identities. But his lack of fear and judgement certainly helps him to get along with them, so he often treats them no differently then he would a human. This in itself can prove reckless, as he's still horribly human with all the easily breakable bones attached.


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Henry's upbringing was far from a conventional humans'. Miranda Cott, his biological mother was a single woman, a selfish human who often leaned on the shoulders of others to get through the difficulties of life. Her world was sustained through hand-outs and kind people, usually taking what she wanted before disappearing into the night with fine china and appliances. Amelia Gardner had her heart out for people, so when she met Miranda at the shelter she directed, the young woman with an infant personally clicked with her. A woman who had two sons of her own, felt personally compelled to help her, giving her a place to stay in her own home. After a week of her stay, Amelia felt like she was getting to Miranda, but she had in ways she couldn't even begin to imagine. In the dead of night Miranda left yet again, but instead of taking everything she could, she left one cargo she thought was best left in the custody of the Gardeners, Henry. With a sense of responsibility, Amelia was convinced Miranda would come back for him, knowing the attachment a woman has to their children, so she waited and cared for the child in her stead. But a month passed, two, and they weren't even certain if Miranda was real; a woman with no real place to her name, and dealt everything in cash, was a creature certainly hard to track down. So after countless heated discussions with her husband, they both agreed to accept Henry into the family, with the slim hope Miranda would come back.

Being left in the hands of complete strangers is certainly a unique start, but cherry on top of the pie was the fact the Gardeners weren't human in the slightest. A family of werewolves who lived among humans, cared for them, was met with a challenge Amelia was too excited to pass up. Against the concerns of their family, it was something she eventually convinced her husband of it's potential and they were bound to show that love could extend past blood and mystics. Henry would eventually be proof of that as he quickly became the third addition to their rowdy family of Lycans.

The Gardeners had two other sons, making Henry the youngest of the three. The three of them were inseparable as tykes and he quickly adopted their rowdy, boisterous behaviour. When they were younger, his brothers, including himself, often forget Henry was human which sourly ended in a few broken bones and constant scraps and bruises. To be scolded for it was a common sight, but it rarely stopped any roughhousing.

The family moved around the English country, out of fear, for new job opportunities, for better education for their children and the normalities that came with a family such as there's. Hidden among the supernatural, Henry became accustomed to adapting to new environments, how to hide the fact he was human. However, he often pushed boundaries, which often resorted in his parents to keep a strict curfew and pulling him back from activities his brothers were involved in. As he grew older, the more they grew into their skin, the more he had to be pulled back and secluded.

Education played within that same realm. Henry was almost always separated from his brothers and homeschooled, it was the easiest way to keep an eye on him and to keep him hidden. So, when they moved to the secluded Scottish countryside a few years back, it was the same story. Henry would stay home, and his brothers would go onto attend Thorn Hill Academy for their respectful years. This was no surprise to any of them, but when the academy decided to open its doors to humans, that certainly was. This was an opportunity that Henry couldn't pass up, one where he can finally be among the people that he felt as if he was torn away from all these years.


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So begins...

Henry Gardener's Story

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The thumping sound of music lightly shook the grounds of Thorn Hill Academy, as for once the town wasn't quiet at night. The once empty lot of land around the back of the academy was now filled with a flurry of students, supernatural and human alike. There were booths set up with various carnival games, "Dunk the Mermaid", and "Pin the Tail on the Minotaur", as well as food and drinks (accommodative for every species). Some of the professors, and even the headmaster, Korir, were in attendance although they inhabited the outskirts of the field. It was truly a sight to see, wings, horns, fangs, and tails out and proud. Once again, Thorn Hill pridefully showing that it has always been and will always be a safe place for supernaturals. Or so it thought.

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OLEANDER MURPHY
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Parties were the perfect kind of euphoria for a fairy. Oleander practically fed off the energy emanating from the other students, and it fueled his veins with a wonderful rush of energy. When the idea was first proposed to do a little student carnival and dance to help better integrate the human students, Ollie was all on board. He was on of the split few, who were actually excited about the humans. The school was pretty much 50/50 at this point.

His first stop was one of the carnival booths that his friend, KD, a fellow fae was running. "Hey stranger"
Ollie said placing an arm on the table of the booth resting his cheek against it. "Ollie. Thank god. I can't tell you how boring it is watching them throw darts at balloons. I don't understand why the professors thought this was a good idea, this game is only challenging to... humans". Ollie simply rolled his eyes with a small chuckle, "Well maybe if you'd actually pay attention in demonology you wouldn't have to run this for extra credit". KD groaned pinching the bridge of his nose, "only three more hours". "Have fun for me, will ya?" KD said shoving Ollie playfully in the shoulder, "let me have satisfaction that at least one of us is having fun". Oleander pushed himself off the table and winked at the fae, "Do you really have to tell me to have fun?" With that he began to walk away towards the other games leaving KD shaking his head. "Not too much fun!".

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EVONA DRAKANOV
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Evona Drakanov loved parties. Especially supernatural parties. You could count on all of the species, mashed together to create a damn good time. Of course, the idea of adding humans into the mix was slightly questionable, but deep down she couldn't wait to meet them. None of her classes had enrolled a human yet, much to her dismay she quite enjoyed the living things.

Evona found herself comfortable within the writhing mass of sweaty students near the front of the dance circle, probably doing the things their parent's have nightmares about. Which is something to say considering they were the stuff of nightmares. Even with her small stature it's not hard to notice the wild vamp bopping along amiss the crowd. From her elegant, yet risqué dancing to just the sheer, magnetic vibe that all vampires gave off. It's certainly a strange sight.

After a while of dancing she couldn't help but feel a bit lonely. Normally she was surrounded by her friends, but Eve had gotten to the little bash quite early, and hadn't seen anyone she knew fairly well yet. Where was her mermaid when she needed her. The task of leaving the dance circle is a lot harder than it looks, but it wasn't too much of a problem for her. "Excuse me! Out of my way please, thank you"
. She got a few annoyed glances here and there but nothing that a little flash of fangs wouldn't dispel.

She made her way over to the food and drink area, her eyes scanning the various containers with labels that seemed to come straight from a halloween party. A small laugh erupted from her as she imagined the poor humans trying to navigate this assortment of treats. Reaching for a cup, she filled it halfway with the dark red liquid from the container labeled AB Positive. Taking a small sip, her muscles instantly relaxed and she felt much sharper, her eyes scanning the crowd for any familiar faces as she lazily leaned back up against the table.

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Character Portrait: Priscilla Jenkins Character Portrait: Lorelai Nguyen Character Portrait: Milo Tanan Character Portrait: Anabelle Cruz Character Portrait: Elijah Song Character Portrait: Henry Gardener
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A party for both humans and supernaturals...somehow the idea didn’t sound so great. Sure, Anabelle had been brave when she decided to enroll in this school, but that was an instance in which her curiosity got the best of her. Actually being here, surrounded by so many different species that could easily crush her? That was a whole other ball game. Belle couldn’t help but pace for a bit, wondering if going to this thing was truly a good choice for her. Her small frame was almost shaking with the amount of nerves that had taken over her body. She paused for a moment, taking in a deep breath, and pulled out her phone. Before showing up at this thing, maybe she should make sure she would have some human company to at the very least keep her feeling a bit more safe. She navigated first to Henry’s name, sending him a quick ”I’m headed to the party, please tell me you’re going. and immediately after, sent the same message to Lorelai. She may not have known either of them for long, but could already call them both a good friend.

With another nervous breath, and a quick ruffle of her curls, she walked towards the thump of the music. The scene hit her the second she walked in, if only because it wasn’t anything like what she’d expected to see. Save a few tails, wings and horns, everything looked so...normal. Though her peace didn’t last very long. ”You came alone?”. Belle nearly jumped out of her own skin, immediately recognizing the face in front of her. ”I-I, uh…”. Well shit… Belle had only spoken to Elijah once or twice before, but that coupled with the rumors she’d heard about him was more than enough to make her hairs stand on end. ”Relax, I don’t bite...much” the male gave her a smile so beautiful it took her a moment before she was able to look away. She cleared her throat nervously. ”No, i mean- I’m not alone I’m just...waiting for someone/” she stammered, hoping to god that any someone would show up and save her.

Before she made her entrance fully into the party, she had stopped by the bathroom, just to freshen up and to make sure that she looked her best. She fluffed her hair out with her fingers then dabbed some shiny glittery lip gloss onto her lips then puckered them together as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Priscilla dropped the lip gloss back into her small handheld purse, which she also held in her hands now. She was good to go and she exited the bathroom she was currently in before bouncing her way to the party now.

Priscilla stood at the entrance, eyes scanning the scene for the moment before she finally took a step. Humans and supernaturals alike surrounded around the scene and her eyes seen Reginald and Elijah breaking a part. She smiled widely before she continued her trek around the party, just to see how everyone was mingling this far.

Then her ears vibrated as Elijah’s voice crept closely by her and her gaze immediately went over there toward where he was. His words toward her made her make a face as she walked with a bit of purpose over there toward the duo. When she reached the side of Anabelle, her arm draped over her shoulders and gaze were locked upon her. ”Everything okay here, Anabelle?” She’d ask then bounced her gaze toward Elijah.

”Oh, I think I seen Reggie flirting with a human somewhere over there. You probably should keep him on a leash.” Priscilla stated but Elijah would know that she was merely joking as a small smirk began to form over her lips.

Anabelle felt her muscles relax as Priscilla come into view and gave her a thankful smile. ”Haha, hilarious.” the boy responded, lips still morphed into a half smile dripping with sarcasm, before glancing in Anabelle’s direction. ”I was just saying hello, no need to get all defensive.” Priscilla eyed Elijah after that comment then practically shooed him away with her purse. There was no need for her to respond to that. Anabelle found herself nervously biting at the tip of her thumb, but she couldn’t help but think Elijah was right. He hadn’t actually done or say anything wrong, it was just the mere sight of him that intimidated her.

The moment he left to join the rest of the party, Belle let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding before turning towards Priscilla with a thankful smile. ”Hey!” she exclaimed happily as she looked over Prissy’s attire. ”You look so pretty!” she decided to let the subject of Elijah slide because a part of her said she had no real reason to be so scared of him, and that she was simply being paranoid. She hoped Pri would also let it go. ”Oh, this old thing?” Which her outfit wasn’t really old, it was new and brought especially for this party. She laughed and waved her hand at Anabelle then maneuvered her arm from around her shoulder to stand before her.

”But look at you, girl.” She said in response then eyed her attire before her gaze went back to her face. ”You look amazing.” Priscilla said in a compliment then eyed everyone else that was surrounding him. ”Everyone here looks amazing.” She smiled brightly and widely then pointed at a random guy. ”Well, except for him.” She then turned back toward Anabelle and went back by her side, leaning in closer toward her while folding her arms over her chest. ”So, I know that you haven’t been here long but do you have your eye on someone already?” She’d ask with a little smile.

Belle wasn’t sure what to make of Priscilla’s question. She bit the side of her lip, racking her brain for what to respond. ”Uh, no, not really…” she mumbled, her eyes searching the premises. Though that wasn’t a lie, it wasn’t entirely true either. Belle had met many people, most of them pleasant, since the first day she arrived. She paused for a moment before turning to Priscilla with a slight shrug. ”Milo is kind of cute…” she added with a slight smile. ”And by cute I mean he doesn’t scare me like Elijah does.” she giggled soft, wrapping her arms around herself.

That’s no fun. Priscilla thought to herself after Anabelle’s response. Then we were getting somewhere as she said a name. Priscilla almost lit up with excitement as she nudged Anabelle with her elbow softly with a smile. ”Ooh, Milo, huh? He’s a sweet boy. Kind of quiet but sweet.” Priscilla added then waved her hand in the direction of Elijah’s, who had walked away just a few moments ago. ”Don’t worry about him. He’s not that scary. He’s actually a sweetheart, himself so no need to worry yourself.” She remarked before linking her arm with Anabelle’s. ”Come, let’s go get some food and something to drink. I am starved.” Priscilla said as she already started a trek toward the condiment section of the party.

For a fraction of a second, Anabelle regretted her statement. It almost sounded as if she admitted to having a crush, but that wasn’t the case. At least, not at the moment. She just happened to find Milo extremely easy to talk to despite his being a supernatural. ”A sweetheart, huh?” Belle muttered, not entirely sure if she believed her. To Priscilla, just about anyone was a sweetheart. ”Yes, a sweetheart.” While she did like to see the good in everyone, there were few that she knew that was well over the deep end and far from being good. She followed the girl towards the food, her eyes scanning the area for any other familiar faces. Granted, she didn’t know many people at this point but there had to be at least a couple. From a distance, she spotted Oleander near one of the booths, and smiled softly. The two had hit it off from the first day they met, which wasn’t much of a surprise considering the two had very similar personalities. But unlike her, Ollie was much more brave. ”What about you, hmm?” Belle finally inquired, one eyebrow raising in question as she turned towards the blonde. ”Who’s your target for tonight?”

They had made it to the condiment stand and she released her arm from Anabelle’s then picked up a small plate, already placing food onto it. She paid no attention to Anabelle right now as she shoved a finger sandwich into her mouth and then another one. Priscilla nearly choked at Anabelle’s inquired questions as her eyes went right over toward the female beside her. ”Uhh, no. No one catches my eye here.” Whether it was true or not, she hid it really well in such a vague response. Priscilla kept on grabbing food then looked over toward Anabelle again. ”Are you going to get some food?” She’d ask, trying to avoid being asked anything else for the moment and just to change the subject. But in order to actually change it, she just needed a topic to come up with but mind was currently drawing blanks as she fixed herself a cup of punch now. Anabelle was no expert, but it was obvious that Priscilla was trying to hide, or avoid, something. Or someone? Belle couldn’t tell for sure, and she didn’t want to pry. At least not in the middle of the party. She opted to not say anything else about it for the time being, but made a mental note to ask her again later. ”Are they any good?” she questioned, referring to the sandwiches Pris had devoured. The party scene was stat to pick up bit by bit as more and more students flooded the area. So far, nothing too wild had happened. Everyone appeared to be in a good mood, which made Belle think she’d been worrying for no reason.

It had made her slightly curious as why Anabelle wasn’t exactly prying but then again, maybe she wasn’t the one to pry. Priscilla sighed softly to herself and under her breath as she snapped out of it once Anabelle spoke again. ”Yeah, they are. Here, try one.” She said as she practically shoved a finger sandwich into her face with a smile to seem a bit innocent in the moment. But she sensed that Anabelle knew that something was up so she just muttered softly for only Anabelle to hear. ”We can talk later about why I avoided your question. I do not want to speak about here just in case someone’s listening.” Priscilla commented as she brought the finger sandwich down and started to pick at it with her head lowered. Belle smiled softly, chewing on the small sandwich that had been shoved in her direction. ”Deal”.

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Partying with supernaturals was not something Henry entirely thought he'd end up doing, or at the very least, having the pleasure of attending alone. Only fifteen minutes in, he was disappointedly ditched by his own brother; something about a friend needing him-- blah blah blah. Sure, he loved the supes just fine. They were a joy and a majority of them were great people, but going solo to his first school event left him vulnerable and that was not something he planned on happening. So he filled the beginning half of his time with the monotony of carnival games, only to cheer for himself whenever he managed to hit a goal. There was something therapeutic about the lights that framed the booths, shooting off pistols and flashing bulbs whenever one of the targets were hit. Between the whirring sounds, he could briefly catch the criticizing chit-chat from the neighbouring booth, perhaps the games were a little pathetic.

But there's always fun in a bit of stupidity.

p o p. cheers, another balloon.

Henry's phone buzzed, half expecting it to be a lukewarm apology from his brother, so he ignored it. Afterall he was starting to have a little bit of fun by himself. After a few more off-n-on wins, he pulled himself to the side to check the message, surprised to see the text was instead from Anabelle. 'I’m headed to the party, please tell me you’re going.' He felt a little guilty now.. It seemed more like a plead for help then then it did an invitation, but he was sure she was just nervous and rightfully so. To be outnumbered by beings far stronger than you, and at times, far more clever, was intimidating to say the least. For a human with minimum interactions, it's a world of possibilities. Good, and bad.

He quickly typed back, 'nah, I think I'm going to pass tonight.' before sending her a bad selfie of him posing in front of the large caricature of a minotaur. He hoped she was alright, overwise that was really some bad timing for a joke. 'Where are u? maybe we can meet up.' At least then, he can say he tried.

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Henry figured while he waited for Belle's response, he might as well get something to eat. It didn't take long for him to locate the destination of nosh-town ad he spotted a small crowd that seemed to migrate around the food tables. I guess the idea was a popular one. After all, sustenance seemed like the bare minimum of what supernaturals and humans shared. It was at least a start... He stepped on his toes to look over the figures in front of him, eyeing the strange arrangement of food splayed on the table. He couldn't recognize half the stuff, or if he did, me much rather had not. Perhaps there was a part of the table that was labeled, 'human friendly', he certainly wouldn't mind that kind of separation.

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      Milo Tanan was late, and it was due, mostly, to the fact that he had lost his clothes. It wasn't entirely his fault, really. He was so sure he'd dragged them into their usual spot behind the school's green house. They were safe from rain, animals and humans there. Usually. He'd expected to find them where he had left them, but as he had padded through the long grass - in the form of a small, black cat - he had found his usual spot empty. Which left him in a real predicament, given that when he shifted back into his human form, he would be naked. Sadly, he couldn't shift into an animal with his clothes still attached. They remained human size, falling to the ground when he shifted into a smaller form, or tearing if he turned larger. All well and fine when he could usually hide them and return to them later.

      Milo's first thought ran to his brothers, who used to prank him by hiding his clothes whenever he shifted. He had also done his fair share of clothes hiding, and then waited and laughed his ass off as a brother would run through the house naked and crying revenge. But, none of his brothers remained at Thorn Hill, so they were out of the question.

      His ears pricked up at the sounds from the party, his hearing much more acute in this form than his human. He was missing out. With an annoyed swish of his tail, Milo gave an exasperated snort before his body began to mutate. Claws turned to finger nails, fur turned to light brown skin and curling, dark hair, and whiskers disappeared as he returned to his native body. Crouched in human form, Milo had a much better view of the area and was easily able to see the scattering trail of his clothes that he had missed as a cat. Had the wind moved them? Or...

      A flutter of wings caught his attention and he scowled at the magpie now perched on the edge of the greenhouse. "It was you!" He scowled, crawling forward to grab at his clothes before the bird could swoop down to steal them again. This wasn't another shapeshifter, but a pesky bird that Milo was sure had it out for him all because he had accidentally almost pounced on it as a cat years ago. He flapped his hand at the bird as it cawed at him again, ignoring the laughing magpie in favour of quickly dressing in his clothes. Wiping grass from his jeans (and failing to notice the odd leaf sticking out of his hair), Milo gave the magpie a last look before heading off towards the party. He'd make a note to make something bird-proof to store his clothes in next time.

      The sounds got louder as he drifted closer, as well as the smell of food. Milo felt his stomach grumble, always a side effect of shifting. He directed his path towards the food, letting his nose lead him. The table was crowded, but Milo slipped in under a pair of ravenous werewolves. Rather than take the almost-raw slabs of meat they were devouring, he grabbed something more digestible - a hotdog - and took a big bite. It was then he noticed the human straining over the hordes of supernaturals looking to fill their stomach. Grabbing another hotdog, Milo squeezed back through the crowd and ducked around until he could tap Henry on his shoulder,

      "Hey! Want one?" He asks, offering the second hot dog to Henry. "Or I can help you find something else if you want?"

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In spite of how much he did not want to come to this party, Elijah all but forced himself to have a good time. After parting ways with Reggie, he felt himself ease back into what he liked to call his default setting. A scheming flirt. The place was crawling with both humans and supernaturals alike. So many potential victims, so little time. However, Eli hadn't come to hunt. At least not this time. Though he had spent a decent amount of time chatting it up with an innocent little fairy, he eventually let the poor thing go and weaved his way through the crowd. At a distance, he could see several familiar faces huddling over by the food and drinks. Priscilla had obviously made it her mission to protect Anabelle. From what, Elijah wasn't entirely sure, but the Banshee had taken the girl under her wing, which meant he wouldn't be spending much time around his friend tonight. Not that the siren had anything against Belle, particularly. She was just...a normal human, and that was precisely the problem.

There were very few of that species that Eli found even remotely interesting, and one of them happened to also be by the food table accompanied by his favorite shapeshifter. Eli's destinations had already been set after having spotted both Sage and Oleander from far away but decided to make a quick pit stop first. He carefully worked his way through the crowd, pausing a couple of times to say hello, before reaching the tables of assorted foods and drinks. "Well don't you boys look handsome tonight. I mean, more so than usual" He flashed them both a solid smile, before reaching over and taking a bottle of sparkling water. He wasn't exactly dehydrated, but it had been a while since he'd gone for a deep ocean swim. Sparkling bottled water was the closest he could manage at the moment. As far as Milo and Henry went, Eli couldn't exactly say he was close to either of them, especially Henry whom he'd known all of one week. But he rather liked them both. Despite Henry being human, Eli came to like him within their first conversation, though he honestly expected the guy to keep his distance from the siren just as all the other humans he'd met seemed to be doing. And Milo, who still seemed to feel uneasy anytime Elijah came around, despite Eli's best efforts to not intimidate him somehow always managed to bring out the good in Eli. Whatever that may be. "Hope you can bot save me a dance for later." he added, gently placing a hand on Milo's shoulder, before turning on his heels and leaving them to their business.

He walked closer to the dance floor, immediately spotting Sage comfortably seated with some form of pixie toy in hand. "Enjoying the view?" he questioned as he walked up, taking a seat beside her. It had been a while since the mermaid and siren had a chance to catch up. Granted, anytime they ran into one another they spent it bickering and throwing playful insults, but Eli considered Sage somewhat of a sister figure. So, though it was rare, every once in a while he genuinely wondered about her day and how she'd been doing.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Levi Anderson Character Portrait: Lorelai Nguyen Character Portrait: Milo Tanan Character Portrait: Elijah Song Character Portrait: Sage Meers
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The thumping music coming from the makeshift carnival would've been enough to send Levi in the other direction any other day. He despised events like these, large groups of people mingling and doing idiotic activities in all. If it wasn't for a certain vampire, he wouldn't have been caught attending. Evona would talk his ear off about the activities and then complain that he didn't come the next day. He came for only that reason and prayed to whatever entity that some of the bothersome humans would come near him.

Levi used his speed to move through the crowd, not wanting to have to touch anyone around. Thankfully, snacks and drinks were provided, along with his favorite: O+. He filled the red solo cup to the brim before chugging half of it. 'Better to be full before the mortals show up.' He thought. Levi noticed a younger student, not human (maybe a witch), and she stared at him with fear in her eyes. It took a second for his fangs to elongate and his eyes to turn ruby red. Levi hissed at her and she scurried away, a look of horror clear on her face. Levi laughed to himself as he changed back to normal.

With a turn of his head, he noticed his favorite, debatable, vampire nearby. Evona was alone which was odd for the normally outgoing girl. Levi wasn't sure if he was in the right space to deal her antics, but catching her now was best. No doubt she'd be surrounded by people later and he wasn't going to fight a crowd to get to her. He did notice his fishy... friends? not too far away, but decided to go ahead and check in with the older vampire. He filled up his cup before speeding next to her, appearing very suddenly. "I'm here. I hope you're happy." Levi said with little emotion. He nodded to Sage and Elijah, noting they noticed his arrival.

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Events like these were typically Lorelai's favorite thing. She loved school carnivals, finding it to be a great way to spend time with friends and meet new people. Currently, she's wondering around looking for a familiar or friendly face. She was supposed to meet up with some of her fellow humans and they would go as a group, safety in numbers you know. Lorelai loved people, but it was, still, difficult for her to wrap her head around supernatural creatures being people. They were, but they also were not. It was too complicated for her so she ignored the thought in favor of looking around.

Plenty of fun carnival games were going on around her with a twist. The Bobbing for Apples booth looked like fun until she saw a vampire catch it by the fangs. 'Not looking so good now.' She decided, moving away from the game.

The whole being alone thing was not working anymore. She hadn't caught sight of Andy or Auggie, who she probably should've walked over with. Lorelai noticed Annabelle and she was with one of the witches at school, Priscilla if she remembers right. She was in no way mean, but some kind of competition was established between them. She seemed to like attention as much as Lorelai herself. Not that she would be opposed to being near them, but Henry and Milo?, something with an M, were nearby too. Henry was one of the more easy going with the supernaturals and Milo seemed nice, shy but Lorelai can work with that. Lorelai puts on her megawatt smile, head high and walked confidently over to the pair. "Care if I join you?" Not like they could get rid of her either.

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Andy was nervous to say the very least. Sure he had been attending the Academy for at least a week but this was the first real opportunity he had to interact with the supernaturals on his own accord. Although he never truly had an issue when it came to getting along with others, he knew that the supernaturals probably wouldn't place him in good light if they knew anything about his father. Which is why he tried incredibly hard to keep anyone from figuring that out. His father had been in constant contact with him every since Andrew started, asking him a multitude of questions that made Andrew increasingly suspicious of his father's intentions. Which is why he tried incredibly hard to be as vague as possible when it came to answering them.

'What's the school like? Classes? How many types of Supernaturals are there? Is there any-"

'I don't know dad! I don't know, it's just different ok? I gotta go.'

His eyes briefly scanned the crowd, and instantly lit up when he saw the back of Lorelai making her way over to Henry - and someone else? He didn't recognize the other boy. But if Henry seemed comfortable around him then Andy trusted whoever it was. He strode up behind Lorelai placing a gentle hand on her shoulder, his eyes meeting Henry's in a rather charming smile. He was definitely trying to mask his nerves. "Hey guys - I hope I haven't missed anything too interesting" His glaze flicked over to the food table briefly. "Anyone gotta feeling that they're trying to confuse us on purpose? I mean I really can't tell if I'm going to bit into a mini hotdog or and actual finger" He shivered slightly at the gross thought.

His eyes then landed on the other boy, the one that he didn't recognize. However, at a closer glance the boy's dark, gentle eyes seemed all too familiar. "Do- do I know you?"
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