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16 Characters Here
Arthur Rotheram [12] "Spare me your trifling excuses. It's not my fault you can't measure up."
Liam Blir [10] "Why do we need blood? Why is the sky blue? The answers are as obvious as each other..."
Abbey Rose [8] "The quiet ones are usually the deadly ones..."
Steven Markson [7] (Sort of WIP)
Tadashi Muramaro [7] "I am a powerful demon! Fear me!" {Not fleshed out but eh}
Anthony Mathias [6] "When the full moon rises, I am unleashed."
Hikari Uriel [6] Humans are like glass, Weak, Fragile and You can see right through them
Cultro D'infernum [5] "What can I say? Demons have more fun" (extremely work in progress)
Orelia Mori [5] Major WIP
Blake Dirge [3]
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"First, the school, next the world."
Room 168 - Victoria Rotheram, and Eolande Gullveig
Room 169 - Gwendoline and Ace Diamond.
Room 170 - Hikari Uriel and Abbey Rose.
Room 171 - Tadashi Muramaro.
Room 172 - Steven Markson, Arthur Rotheram and Liam Blir.
Room 173 - Cultro D'infernum.
Room 171? It would seem he was boarding with some human fellow, however according to what was here his roommate was only temporarily here. Crinkling his nose Tadashi began heading toward his dorm. His tail swished behind him, he could hide it sure, but he loved the feel of having it showing. His cat-like tail swished low as he walked, unlike most cat-tails this one was prehensile and it had a sharp club like shape on the tip. Most people who saw him walking cowed away from him. This made Tadashi grin a bit. He loved scaring the masses!
After awhile of aimless exploration he made it to the door. 171. Opening it slowly, he was hit by a stench and then the sights of it all. It was a sty, and that was putting it nicely.
"Damn, what a shitty place." Tadashi muttered as he stepped over some half-eaten food stuffs. "Oi, roomie? You home? I'm Tadashi Muramaro, your new roommate." Tadashi called out as he took off his shoes carefully. From deep within he heard stirring. Tadashi's eyes widened and it was as if dramatic music struck up, time slowed, all of it happened as Tadashi slowly turned his head in the direction of the noise.
What awaited him was a skeletal man, blonde choppy hair, gray droopy eyes, and a frown.
"Roommate. . . Call me Don." Tadashi stared at him and nodded slowly. Tadashi set his bags down and turned to Don.
"Wanna get Chinese takeout?"
"First thing you've said I didn't get annoyed by." Don said smiling for the first time and tossing Tadashi a soda.
{OOC||My roomie NPC, he's a super skinny human dude called Donald Willis. Just Don, but when someone makes a new character Don will transfer to a different school and such yada yada...}
"How Boring..."
Hikari yawned as the Speech finally finished, She heard the speech but it seemed to go into one ear and come out the other. Sluggishly Hikari stumbled towards the reception desk.
Her eyes seemed to sparkle ignoring everything else on the board except the room pairings and room number, Abbey Rose was the name of her roommate, After pondering the look of her new friend for 10 minutes, She skipped towards her dorm, All feelings of exhaustion seemed to disappear, As a badly scribbled map fell out of her chest pocket.
Remembering that there was one key left at the office, She noticed that her new roommate hasn't arrived yet, While walking to the dorms, She recalled, "Wait....Where is the Dorm?" She patted her pockets and realized she didn't have the map anymore, Turning back to find it, Behind her seemed to be another Maze, After a few seconds of careful analysis she realized "I'm lost..".
"I'll never find this stupid dorm..." She mumbled, It seemed she was walking in circles, Getting even more lost with every turn she took, After aimlessly walking around, She let out a yell of frustration and gave up. "Why is this place so big...I'll probably have to sleep on the ground tonight" She frowned. "All this walking, Shouldn't be bestowed on one individual, Curse you God, She said waving a fist in the air, Clouds in the sky seemed to be getting into a formation until A large middle finger was gleaming down on her, As this spectacle was occurring, She walked to a bench, Dropped her luggage, and drifted off to sleep.
Abbey wheels her luggage out of the bus as thoughts of what the school would be like flooded into her head. She was nervous and excited at the same time. It would be challenging as it IS only for the best but what if nobody likes her? She knows that it will be flooded with people that are 'un-natural' or 'supernatural' who she won't be able to win anything against. As she nears the gate, it swings open as a mass of uniforms converge through them with people getting knocked over, specifically humans like her as some groups of supernaturals sneer at them, obviously not liking humans.
Abbey herself just hid in the crowds until she got into the school, leaving her luggage where they told her to and entering the small hall. As a woman who calls herself Miss BlackWall came up to the podium, she shivered. Abbey had a baad feeling about this school.
Abbey listens to the speech closely in case she were to accidently give her a hint as to what goes on here:
"Welcome, all of you, to BlackWall high. As some of you may know, I am Miss BlackWall: principle of this school and it is my job to make sure you have the best experience here at BlackWall High. You will all be going to your dormitories for today to get settled in. The majority of your fellow students here are... difficult to handle. Now, we have a few ground rules...
Number 1: You can't drop out until the end of the year and rule-breaking is not tolerated. If you are found to be breaking the rules, your punishments will be... well, let's just say unpleasent.
Number 2: Being enrolled to this school is a privalige as is experiencing it's traditions some of it's secrets and meeting the other students here, respect that fact. The old students adore this place and might not be as nice to you if you disrespect them or this school. Keep that in mind.
And finally, Number 3: Do not leave your dorms after 7:30pm.
Anyone that breaks rule number 3 will be punished by breaking rule number 3 at that time. Go to reception to get your timetables, room number and information about the school. Goodbye."
So her way of saying things was the creepy demeanour of her. Abbey shivers once more before exiting the hall. She annoyingly is at the very back so by the time the last few people in front of her got their papers, the supernaturals were already there. In the end, she was literally the last person to get their papers. Using the map she is given, Abbey goes around the school. Her observation of the map was, in fact, incorrect and she find herself somewhere in the huge courtyard. She checks her watch to see it was 7:22pm.
"First day in and I'm already lost... Great..." Abbey mutters under her breath. There seems tp now be only one person here excluding herself: a girl with grey hair on a bench. She doesn't want to anger anyone but she doesn't want to be in trouble on the first day after just one hour... Abbey gentelly pokes the girl. "Umm... Do you know where the dorms are?" Abbey asks, nervous as to how they will react as this person appears to not be a human.
Arthur was hungry. His soul ached. The light jostling of the vehicle transporting him irritated him greatly. Foolish mortals couldn't bother maintaining a simple road. He didn't understand why they had to try and terraform the Earth for their foolishness. The vehicle slowed down to a halt. His attendants grasped the wooden coffin that he was contained within and hoisted him from the vehicle. Arthur wished he could avoid being carried in such a way, but he still had about an hour of daylight left to wait. His attendants carried him up a few flights of stairs and into a room. The lid on his coffin was removed. Arthur stood up as his four attendants backed away from him. He looked around the room. All of the windows were covered by black sheets, leaving a pale blue lighted glow shining through. There were dozens of desks pushed to one side, indicating that during the day the room was a classroom. Arthur uncrossed his arms from their position over his chest and looked about the room while his attendants prattled on about some speech that the headmistress delivered.
"Spare me the words of a commoner," Arthur mumbled, silencing them, "I am more interested in the possibility of another mortal. Tell me, did you see her?"
"No, sire," his attendant responded, "If she is here, then she eluded us."
A twisted smiled formed on Arthur's lips, "I see. Well, then she has decided to make things difficult for me. No matter. Where are my lodgings supposed to be?" Another of his attendants handed him a slip of paper. Arthur inspected it for a time, and then discarded it as a ball into the rubbish bin. "Someone from the Blir clan. No doubt eager to establish his dominion over me with his mind control. Brave of them to pair two vampires with a human. He'll be dead within the week." His attendants chuckled. Arthur took a wine glass and a glass bottle filled with a thick red liquid from his coffin and poured himself a glass. His men stood guard while he drank from the glass.
"My lord," one of them returned from outside, "Night has fallen."
He wiped the blood from his chin, "Brilliant. I am going to stretch my legs before heading up to my dorm room. Be sure to carry this and my luggage to its proper place." His men carried his coffin off into his dorm room. Without asking for permission, or even explaining who they were or why they were in the room, his men unloaded the coffin and Arthur's chest in his designated room. Additionally, they carried out the bed that had been provided for him, along with much of the paintings on the walls. They carried in several old-fashioned oil paintings in gorgeous bronze frames and hung them up on the walls in his room. Each painting that they carried up depicted a gruesome death.
Meanwhile, Arthur took to strolling around the campus, looking for something. Or perhaps someone...
The train slows down to a stop and the doors open. Liam steps out of the train doors and lets his eyes adjust to the light of outside. "Geez, there were no windows on that train... Let's just get this over with... It's only one year..." he mutters. He had no intention of coming here and heard further more that Arthur Rotheram was coming to this school along with his human sister. He'd better be careful aroun him as he's heard about Arthurs general reputation and what he does to his sister.
Liam was just using his Telekenisis to drag his suitcase along with him, using up much less energy. Some of the most basic things can be done much easier at least... As the gates swing open, he leaves his luggage with the staff and sits down in the hall and listens to the speech. He catches a few words like "Rule-Breaking is not tolerated" and "lure outside" but he generally wasn't listening. He just wanted to meet the people he would have to spend his private time with. As he got out into the corridoor, he felt like crying when he read "Room 172: Steven Markson, Arthur Rotheram and Liam Blir.". Instead, he just face-palmed as some other supernaturals shout unlucky at him and cuss at him.
Liam scowls as he makes his way to the dorm. He wasn't bothered too much about being with Arthur. To be honest, Arthur would probably be burned to ashes if it came down to it but he worried more about the human student: Steven Markson. What were they thinking?! They must know about Arthur's reputations and how he'll probably kill some humans within the first day!! As Liam goes to the courtyard on the way to the dorms, he sees Arthur strolling around and he cusses to himself under his breath. He notices that a few people were using him as cover to get past Arthur without being seen. Liam scowls and continues to his room.
When he unlocks the door to room 172, he can already tell Arthur had been here and not in the hall. The whole room spelt five letters making one word. Death. The paintings on the walls were of people being executed, mauled, all kinds of things. Liam suddenly pondered on how the human would react to the decorations, not to mention the roommates. A single bed covered most of the room which Liam presumes is Arthurs with two tiny beds for Liam and the human. Liam didn't mind as it was in a corner. He likes sleeping in corners more than the center of the room. It's harder to see him there but with Arthur as a roommate, this year is probably going to be a living hell.
Liam just enters the room, taking his shoes and socks off before walking anywhere. He knew it was a japanese human tradition but it kept the floor clean and his feet were burning from not touching air for a day. To be honest, it felt comfier than walking with shoes on but of course, that wasn't allowed so he stands on his tiny bed and awaits his roommates, knowing Arthur was going to take dominance over both of them, he decides to actually sit cross-legged like a school child. He felt rediculous but it was probably the least dominant posture he could put up as he is the last child of his mother and father, after all.
When the bus arrived Anthony went into the massive hall with the others, he tuned out what the principal had to say with his mp3 player and blasting some Tool into his ears against the background noise.
When she finished he went over to reception and waited in line, singing a few lines under his breath but not realizing that he could be heard as he was singing louder than intended.
"Won't you come a bit closer! Close enough so, I can smell you! I need you to feel this! I need this to make me whole, released in this sodomy, but for one sweet moment I'm whole!" His name was called several times until someone pulled one of the earbuds out of his left ear and he realized it was someone behind him and the receptionist was looking at him sternly.
"Jeez, my bad!" He said sheepishly as he was given a map and told to go to room 171, he was rooming with Tadashi Muramaro and Cultro D'infernum.
"Wow...one werewolf and two demons...what are the odds."
He smelled it from down the hall, he couldn't help it....it was a smell like rotting food, either someone had neglected to bathe for a long time nearby or...
He opened the door to 171 and the wave of stench hit him like never before, "Oh god, I think I'm gonna be sick."
Quickly pulling the pictures of his roomates out of his pocket that were to show him who to look for, he looked back at the duo in front of him.
"Uhh....you're Tadashi, but where's Cultro?"
Her eyes seemed to pop open, As she awoke from her slumber, She loudly exclaimed "Good Morning!" Directing her attention to the blond haired girl. It's been a while since she was able to see a human, much less talk to one.
After waking up, She bombarded the girl with questions, "What is your name? What dorm room are you in? What is your favorite food? What is your favorite finger? What is the meaning of life? What is the name of your pet? Do you sleep on your left side, Middle side or right side of your bed? Am I being annoying? What color is the dress? It was important that Hikari knew everything about her, As she asked the questions she remembered a time where she met an important person
~Flashback, 8 years ago.~
Hikari sat at the window as always, She was too Emotionally weak and Physically weak to do anything much less play outside, She let out a sigh of frustration. As Hikari turned to leave she was stopped by a odd black haired girl."Hello!"She exclaimed. This girl was the party of this orphanage, She was kind, popular and athletic, On top of that she was academically gifted, Scoring highest in every subject at their school. Why wasn't she outside? Well the really question is. Why was she wasting time with me? She thought. Hikari just sighed and walked around the talkative child, However she didn't get very far, The energetic black haired child tackled Hikari to the ground. As they both lay on the ground exhausted, The black haired girl started laughing.
What's so funny?! Hikari angrily exclaimed,
"Nothing, Nothing, It's just that you fell like a brick.She laughed
Hmph! Hikari crossed her arms and looked to the side, As the Black haired girl got up and patted the dust off her pants she said.
"Finally, she speaks" The Black haired girl held her hand up and introduced herself, "My name is Kurai, What's your name?
"Name?"
"You know, The thing you are called" Kurai said
"I don't think I have one.." At birth, She was called something by her mother and she seemed to forget, and the caretakers at the orphanage refer to her as "That one" or "Kid".
"Hikari.." She mumbled
"What did you say?
"How about we call you Hikari?"
"Hikari?"
"Yep, Do you like it?
"Of course!
"Anyways, Lets go outside! She announced
"Yeah!" The two children ran outside as fast as they could, slamming the door behind them, and joining the others.
~Flashback over~
As the blond haired girl answered the questions, Hikari put her hand out and said.
"My name is Hikari, What's your name?"
Normally Lia would have hung onto every word the headmistress had said in her speech, but today her mind was occupied. She felt stares, existent or otherwise, upon her. She heard the whispers and snickers of several peers near her. She smoothed out her outfit and licked her teeth, but couldn't find the reason behind the student's interest in her. Her hands clutched each other like long lost lovers, showing the white of her knuckles. Desperately she tried to tune into one of the whisperings to detect the reason.
"Omg...What the heck is she wearing!" One of the boys said. Lia, completely confused, glanced down. It all of a sudden hit her. She was wearing a kimono. Now, the girl had been aware of what she had been wearing. What she hadn't been aware of was how much she stuck out from the others. Everyone else was wearing either a uniform or a casual t-shirt and pants. The decision to wear the formal garment was not hers but her grandfather's. He had pushed the issue, and Lia did not want to disappoint. The only thing is, she didn't realize she would be so out of place.
Gotta get out of here. Lia thought, as she looked around for an exit. Her eyes went back to the boy who she had heard speak about her. She knitted her eyebrows together, and flashed a shy smile. He merely looked away from her. Sighing, she headed to the closest exit in the hall. That was when she felt the shoving and pushing from her peers. Apparently the Headmistress was done with what she had to say and the students were dismissed.
Lia struggled for a bit but eventually let the crowd carry her to the exit. When the crowd of students dispersed slightly she broke free to baby step it to the front desk to grab her information. Unfortunately her platform shoes were not for speedy things, so she didn't make it quite in the front. She got to about the middle of the line, and waited impatiently for her turn.
"Orelia Mori, please!" Lia announced to the woman behind the desk. The lady was slow to give her her information but Lia took it and bowed in thanks. Once again she started baby stepping it, but this time towards her room which she found out was 170. Her complete focus was on trying to find her room and change into her uniform so no one else could notice her, so that left Lia completely oblivious to the surroundings around her.
It had been easy for Lia to find the hallway to her room, but then again she had memorized the whole school several weeks before. The door was already open to her surprise, but she did not let that subdue her. She quickly entered and was about to take off her shoes when she noticed several guys chatting. Her brown eyes widened in horror. Slowly backing up in a bowed position she headed out the door and back into the hallway, hoping no one in room 171 had noticed her.
If it was one thing Cultro hated it was running late. He had visited his mother in hell for the summer, and of course he had managed to calculate the time on earth wrong, so when he reentered the over world he was a couple hours late for the bus. Fortunately he was able to steal some poor biker's motorcycle, and when he finally reached Blackwall he was actually just a few minutes late.
Cultro was entering the grand hall just as the principal finished her speech. Luckily it didn't seem like he had missed much. Probably just something about this years enrollment of humans. To be honest, Cultro wasn't quite sure how he felt about the whole humans and supernaturals living side by side thingy. Of course it was great that he could now probably strike thousands of deals with the mortals, but that was probably against school policy.
He didn't get much time in the grand hall before people started to walk over to the reception or something to get their roomnumbers. It was with surprisement that he noticed that they had put him in a room with other people. The previous years he had been living in a one man room, which was waaay more suitable to him. Did the school not respect his authority anymore? Well, he would just have to make the best out of it. Complaining wasn't really in his nature.
".....but where's Cultro?" He could hear someone ask just as he walked up to the room. With a sly grin he took a stranglehold on the guy and said: "Standing right behind you, any final words?" Cultro said with a laugh before releasing the wearwolf and stepping inside the room. The smell of rotten meat was really unpleasant. "I claim window bunk" Cultro said and threw his bag on the bed near the window.
"What is your name? What dorm room are you in? What is your favorite food? What is your favorite finger? What is the meaning of life? What is the name of your pet? Do you sleep on your left side, Middle side or right side of your bed? Am I being annoying? What color is the dress? My name is Hikari, What's your name?" the girl bombarded the questions at her and Abbey didn't really know how to react. In the end, Abbey just stared at her until answering a few of her questions slowly. "Uhhh... It's still night for one thing. My name is Abbey... I believe the meaning of life is to enjoy it... I'm in room 170 if I remember and this map is confuzing me. I have no pets since a year ago,there is no dress and yes, you are being slightly annoying..." she says.
Before the girl could react, her attnetion was forcefully pulled to a spirit nagging her for attention. "Hey! Look at this guy! He seems cool! Why don't you say hi to him? Can you let him see me?" they were shouting, bombarding her with suggestions like the girl did with questions. She looked at the person they were pointing out to see a boy around her age with silver hair and the look of a troublemaker. "That's not 'cool'... I know you want that guy to actually meet you, you've been rambling on about him ever since I got to this f***ing school..." Abbey mutters quietly. Abbey realises that the girl next to her would've probably heard her as well as some supernaturals with keen hearing in the area. She quickly goes in the opposite direction to the guy, somehow conviniently going to the dorms.
She sees Room 170 on one of the doors and she realises she found the dorms and specifically her room. She can hear shouting and laughs through some of the doors next to her room's door. She unlocks it with the key she has and walks into the room. It was so dark and eerie at first before she saw the spirit of a girl, hung up on the ceiling by a spirit of a rope? She quietly steps back in panaic, screaming inside.
Arthur's speed made the tour about the grounds child's play. He stopped near the outskirts to gaze upon the sky's fading blue light. The crisp air carried with it promises of a delightful year, especially for him. Then, he heard the faintest of whispers, which caused his ears to twitch involuntarily. Hurriedly he glanced over to find the source of the noise. His eyes gazed upon the face of a lovely blonde human girl. If he had a heart, it may well had started racing then and there. Right as soon as he spotted her, she vanished. His lips curled into an involuntary smirk. What untold surprises you have in store for me, Blackwall. I may yet enjoy my time here. His eyes fell upon the other person who had just been talking to the human girl. His nose wrinkled in disgust. Her holy blood taunted him, threatening a blissful meal, but he knew it to be poison. Without a word, Arthur ducked away to the other side of the dorm room. His fateful encounter with the human girl would have to be postponed, at least for the moment.
Arthur sauntered up the stairs, eagerly looking for his room number. Just as he arrived, he slipped back down the stairs. The human girl unlocked her door and entered her own room down the hall. While he could easily snag her and whisk her away, Arthur wanted to have a little more fun. After she had gone, he found his own room. As he turned the knob, he thought he heard someone in the room already. The last thing he wanted was to find his attendant, or perhaps the human male barking orders and pretending that the school's precious rules would save him. Arthur let out a sigh and opened the door. Inside, he found someone sitting in a peculiar position. He narrowed his eyes, unsure of what to make of it.
"Ah. You must be the human boy, Steven. Why are you sitting like that? Did you injure yourself in some way?" Arthur closed the door behind him and entered the room gracefully.
Species ~ Human
Dialogue ~ #15155E
As the bus came to a not-so-gentle stop, Steven's body shifted forward, his barely conscious mind hardly aware of this movement until his forehead met with the seat in front of him. He jolted upward, quick to place a hand on his head, though mostly in confusion over pain. He'd fallen asleep shortly after boarding, being unable to stay asleep the night before. The door to the bus opened as his eyes moved to the window beside him, deciding to wait for the other passengers to get off first so he wouldn't be caught in the crowd. To think he'd get an invite to a school he didn't even remember applying for, but his parents were far too excited for him to just turn it down. It was supposed to be a pretty top-notch school, after all. From what he could see past the hundreds of bodies that were shuffling through the newly opened gates, the place looked more like a 16th century castle than a school.
"Hey, you getting off already or what?"
"Uh? Yes, sorry!" Realizing that he'd been sitting there a few seconds longer than he thought, he slid out of his seat with a red a black striped duffel back over his shoulder. Pulling his suitcase out after him, he stepped off the bus and followed the crowd with the plain blue, over-stuffed suitcase in tow.
He tried to keep to the sidelines as he stood amongst the bodies of students as the headmaster introduced herself and listed off a number of rules in which Steven paid close attention though, though he couldn't help but feel like some of them seemed a little sinister, more specifically the subject of punishment that would be given if a rule would be broken by someone. Having a curfew of seven thirty sounded kind of early for a bunch of teenagers to abide by too, but rules were rules.
It took him a while before he finally managed to make it to the front of the line and learn his room number. This would be the first time he'd ever been assigned a dorm, but it would be good preparation for college, at least. With his eyes following the paper map in his hand, he searched for room 172, taking a few wrong turns here and there before he spotted the numbered door. He stood in front of it for a moment before knocking a couple times, not wanting to startle anyone by entering unannounced, and turning the knob, noting that it was currently unlocked before letting himself in.
Though he noticed that there were two people already here, the first thing that caught his attention was the less-than-pleasant decor. Whoever he was dorming with had some odd taste, to say the least. He reacted by stopping suddenly and scanning the room with a somewhat awkward expression on his face. "This..is.."
His gaze stopped on the the others in the room and he straightened up a little, trying to give at least a small smile despite his discomfort of the room decoration. He'd definitely be rearranging whichever side was his. "Hi, I'm Steven Markson. I guess we're roommates."
He nearly moved forward, ready to make his way to the bed that appeared untouched against the other side of the room, but he stopped as his foot tapped something on the floor. Looking down, he realized that he'd nearly stepped on someone shoes. "Oh," he said mostly to himself before removing his own shoes and placing them against the wall. He made his way over to the empty bed and dropped his duffel bag on it, then turned to face the other two.
"So who's Arthur and who's Liam?"
Blake sighed as it held out the small paper with it's schedual and room number on it. The spell allowing it to hold the paper glittered silver at the edges, warding runes in silver ink. The door was a plain door, nothing special about it at all to make the human world seem any less dull to the wisp. The bored spirit sighed again, floating forward and through the door and looked mournfully at the bed it couldn't actually use.
"Rooming with a human, how dull." It sighed and made as if to flop back onto the bed, floating mere milimeters above it to give the illusion of relaxing on it. Blake's pale blue hair all but glowed in the mid day sun as it shifted into different gender and sighed morosly.
"How cruel. Such rules; what fun is there if I can't play some practicle jokes and get others in trouble! It's inhumane!" He kicked his feet in the air and watched the tiny skull buttons on his boots shine against black crocodile leather. He rolled onto his stomach and moodily pouted.
"Unfair, unfair. How ever shall I live!?"
"Ahhhhh!!" Orelia screamed. She had just walked up behind a blonde haired girl seconds away from asking if she was to be her new roommate. It hadn't taken her long to correct herself after entering the wrong room, and her door was even unlocked, hanging wide open to the world. She had silently groaned, hoping that she would be the first roommate in but that wasn't as bad as the random scream she heard coming from the dorm room.
The black haired girl slapped her hands over her mouth, slightly embarrassed at her unreasonable scream. Peering around the other girl's shoulder, Lia couldn't pinpoint the reason to her distress. She quickly stepped around the girl to further investigate. Nothing. Except for maybe the lack of colors and tasteless decorations. Completely forgetting about the blonde, Lia started to plan out decorating ideas for the dorm to make it feel like home for her. Reposition some things, add a couple pieces here and there, and have some incense around to get the musk she was smelling out. She turned around to face the girl, finally remembering where she was and who she was with.
"A-are you alright, miss?" Lia asked the other girl. She really didn't know what to do in this situation so she awkwardly looked at the girl's blue eyes, tilting her head slightly. Almost immediately she looked away from the girl's eyes feeling self-conscience within seconds. As she waited for a response she thought about her shoes. Her main goal in getting to the room so fast was to change. Lia couldn't decide whether she should take her shoes or not and in the end, she decided not too. The blonde girl might think it rude.
Liam looks up as Arthur steps into the room.
"Ah. You must be the human boy, Steven. Why are you sitting like that? Did you injure yourself in some way?"
Liam looks at him, letting a bit of his vampire self slip by letting a bit of red enter his iris and revert back to light blue to show that he is definately not human. Arthur closes the door behind him. "I guess your Arthur, I'm Liam by the way. I don't know where the human is." Liam says, trying not to sound bossy or rude because he heard he doesn't take people who act dominant well. There is then a knock on the door behind Arthur. "That must be Steven." Liam says. There is a pause before the door opens and a blonde boy with brown eyes steps into the room, looking around saying, "This..is... Hi, I'm Steven Markson. I guess we're roommates." Steven walks over to the other unoccupied bed, almost stepping on Liams shoes and Steven realises it and takes off his own shoes before throwing his bag onto the other tiny bed and then asking who is who.
"I'm Liam, he's Arthur." Liam point at Arthur and then realises what he just did. Liam looks at Arthur, waiting to see his reaction, staring at him with no sign of a smirk or smile at all, just a face to show they're serious about things.
"Abbey Rose..."
Abbey Rose, Of course, Her roommate, Fortunately the only thing she actually remembered that was on the board was, Of course her Roommate. However when she turned to inform the two being roommates. ".....Where did she go.." Hikari looked ubiquitously, and she was nowhere to be found. A dejected frown formed on the silver haired girl's face "Godda..."Hikari bit her tongue, Barely stopping herself from spitting profanity, She remembered that swearing wasn't a angelic thing to do, Remembering her father's words, "Swearing is not something you should grow accustomed to, God has forgave the sins of the humans, However don't try to lump yourself with them, You chose to be an angel, Learn to be one Hikari rubbed the top of her head, Remembering the blunt blow she was given after the talk. "Old man.." Hikari clenched her teeth, picked up her luggage and strolled in a random direction. Not caring where she would end up.
CHUNK! Taking a detour, Hikari picked up the soda that withdrawed from the vending machine, After collecting the change, She gazed at the sky, It seemed to be late. After opening the soda that was clenched between her fingers and taking a quick sip, She went into the same direction as before, stopping in front of the dorm, She casually strolled inside, Dropping the empty soda can in a nearby trash can and walked to the room, Not bothering to stop to befriend the two people that were in front of the door. Before they could speak, She inadvertently walked inside, Threw her luggage aside, and fell asleep in the nearest bed.
Arthur stared at Liam directly in the eye for a few minutes, unblinking. Liam was not what he expected. He expected, daresay fantasized, a bloodthirsty vampire ready to challenge him. What he found before him was a spineless whimpering dog by comparison. Slowly, his eyes flickered over to Steven. Arthur studied Steven's disgust in the paintings that Arthur had hung on the wall.
"I am Arthur Rotheram, and I am apparently your roommate, human named Steven. Tell me, do you feel safe in this room?" His blood red eyes watched his expression hungrily. "These paintings, they are to your liking, yes? No, you both hate them. They are the subject of violent murders. Now, why would I hang such things on the wall in full view of everyone who would come to visit?" Arthur glided across the room, his fangs sparkling in the light. He stopped to look out of the window.
"The answer is simple," he replied to his own question, "These are paintings of my enemies. Foes that I butchered with these hands. After I killed them, I burned them to cinders and used their ashes to create these masterpieces you see before you now. This may be hard to comprehend at this time, human named Steven, but the enemies I have are ones that do not die so easily. These paintings are here so I can keep an eye on them. Do you have enemies, human named Steven?" Arthur's unsettling gaze fell upon Liam once more. I know you can hear me, Blir. Unless the legends of your powerful mental capabilities are exaggerated. You wish to kill this human, don't you? You hear his blood pulsing in his veins, yes? Go ahead, indulge in your baser instincts, and devour the human. We share the same desires. I won't stand in your way... Arthur smiled at Steven, feigning innocence.
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"If you go deeper and deeper into your own heart, you'll be living in a world with less fear, isolation and loneliness.."
"Hiiii! I'm Eolande Gullveig! My sweet little roomie, are you excited? Are you? Did you uh, enjoy the sweets?" Eolande skipped over and held the girls hands in her own smiling, the smile faded when she noticed the sweets were untouched. Eolande released the girls hands and looked to the sweets sadly.
"My. . . Do you not like sweets?" Eolande asked sadly. Eolande wasn't sure that this girl was going to get along with her at all.
"A-are you alright, miss?" a girl asks. The girl looks away. What's she wearing? It looks like something you would wear in China or Japan or somewhere in Asia. Maybe robes for praying? Her shoes also look very uncomfortable. Abbey suddenly feels the urge to take of her shoes just to respect that tradition. The floor is made of carpet, after all, and she doesn't want to get it dirty so quickly.
"Oh! Nothing! I swear I'm fine! I just scared myself!" Abbey quickly said, trying hard to sound positive but utterly failing as it is obvious she is stuttering in her words, only slightly. "Your feet must hurt..." Abbey points out before going to the door, to shut it and then taking her shoes off, finally giving it air. They felt like getting trenchfoot, which she of course hasn't experienced but she knows toes falling off must be painful. Abbey finally looks around the room, blocking the hanging spirit from her mind, making it more faint so she doesn't notice it as much. The room seems... well, boring. Theres only three beds, a window, a lamp, a chair and a painting for god's sake!
The three beds were made of a bunk bed and single bed. All of that in one corner too! Theres still about a meter square of area left to fill with things. There are a few doors going to what seems to be a bathroom and a kitchen/dining room merge. Turning around, Abbey looks at the three beds before seeing bags in another corner of the room. Abbey picks up her bad and throws it next to the single bed. "I'll take this bed." Abbey says. All of a sudden, the silver haired girl walks in, throwing her bag on the bottom bed of the bunk bed and falling asleep on the bed almost instantly.
Abbey just stare blankly at the girl for a second and back to the other girl. "Uhhh..."
Victoria felt the need to almost cower in fear in the corner of the room. Summoning all of her might, she managed to stay where she was, but she dared not look her roommate directly in the eye. When the girl touched her hands, she felt a bizarre electricity buzz through her. Victoria withdrew her hands in surprise. She managed to hold Eolande's gaze for a small while, and saw how hurt she was about her uneaten sweets. Truthfully, the thought that they were for Victoria hadn't even crossed her mind. She assumed that the girl had made them for herself, or maybe to greet the neighbors or the teachers the next morning. Certainly not for her.
With immense difficulty, Victoria smiled. "I'm sorry. I didn't know they were for me," she said in a voice barely above a whisper. She could feel the blood reddening her face as she tried to speak. The music in her headphones continued to play but did little to keep her calm. Quickly, Victoria grabbed a handful, roughly three or so, and stuffed them into her mouth. She moaned in delight over the sweets, taking her time to savor them while Eolande watched her. Victoria counted her lucky stars that they weren't spicy or bitter; she wouldn't have been able to stand it for too long if they were. A horrific thought crossed her mind; some cultures made sweets with spicy hot flavor in them. That thought paralyzed her jaw. She stared awkwardly at Eolande with a mouthful of sweets.
Species ~ Human
Dialogue ~ #15155E
"I'm Liam, he's Arthur."
Steven moved his eyes from Liam to Arthur, finding his hair to be an interesting color for someone his age. Maybe he dyes it? It did look interesting with his even more unusual eye color. Contacts? The decor likely belonged to him.
"It's nice to meet you," he said, looking back at Liam for a second before kneeling down to unzip his suit case. Since he fit most of his clothes in his duffel bag, he was able to bring along a few extra things. He stood up and moved his duffel bag over, letting it fall of the bed, before spreading out a red blanket and placing it on the bed. He didn't feel like unpacking everything just yet, but he could at least get his bed ready for the night.
"I am Arthur Rotheram, and I am apparently your roommate, human named Steven. Tell me, do you feel safe in this room?"
That was an odd question. He raised an eyebrow slightly, not quite sure how to respond. Was he not supposed to feel safe?
"These paintings, they are to your liking, yes? No, you both hate them. They are the subject of violent murders. Now, why would I hang such things on the wall in full view of everyone who would come to visit?"
"To make it impossible for me to make friends while I'm here?" Steven thought to himself, but made no attempt to answer. Not that he had time to, since Arthur saw it to answer his own question without giving anyone time to reply. He watched the white-haired boy make his way to the window in a rather dramatic way before he continued to speak. Something about ashes and enemies and keeping an eye on the paintings. By now Steven had pulled out his cell phone to let his mother know that he'd made it to the school safely, but his service seemed to be uncooperative at the moment.
"Do you have enemies, human named Steven?"
He slid his phone into his pocket and looked back up at Arthur, again faced with an odd question. "I don't really draw attention to myself, so I don't normally attract those kind of people." He answer his roommates question honestly. Sure, he's had people try to pick fights with him now and then, but a teacher or someone else would always step in before it could go any further. He didn't have any actual rivals who were bent out to destroy him or anything.
"I'm gunna find out where the cafeteria is before curfew. Didn't really eat much today, so I wanna check out the menu."
He zipped up his suitcase and made his way to the door, but stopped just before slipping on his other shoe. "Do either of you wanna come?"
They were going to be spending a lot of time together from here on out, so they might as well try and get to know each other. Arthur had a pretty vivid imagination and...well he wasn't really sure what to think of his taste in room decor. He was kind of relieved that Liam seemed normal enough, but he also seemed a little off. Steven slipped on his other shoe and opened the door, waiting a second in case one of them decided to tag along.
"Too bad mah mates" Cultro said with a little laugh as he fell down on the bed and found a comfortable position with his hands behind his head. Looking the other two guys up and down he had to smile a little. One of them looked a little like an overachiever, that would be mr.Arch-demon superior, and the other one had a sort of wolf-ish look, but Cultro couldn't figure out what kind of supernatural being he was supposed to be. The only thing that was really clear about him was that he wasn't human; completely at least.
"Tadashi you say? I do believe I have heard of you" He decided to sit up on the bed as it was easier to speak sitting. "Well, I'm Cultro D'infernum, heir to the throne of the underworld, and even though I can't say I'm a hundred percent sure about the ranking system in hell I think I am above you" The last part was said in a humerus way, though in fairness, Cultro wanted to knock this guy of his high horse. "But of course, we aren't in hell so whatever rank we might posses doesn't really matter" With that cultro turned to the wolfy guy. "I didn't quite catch your name?"
Turning to Cultro after staring at the Tadashi person who seemed rather jovial in his opinion, at least as far as first impressions go.
"I'm Anthony Mathias, sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier...was kinda....taken off guard by this smell. I suppose I'm what most would call a werewolf, but I honestly prefer the term lycan cause it sounds cooler to me." Anthony gave Cultro a smile that showed his sharp fangs.
"So uh....what's you guys's opinion on the whole thing with humans coming here?"
"I'm Anthony Mathias, sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier...was kinda....taken off guard by this smell. I suppose I'm what most would call a werewolf, but I honestly prefer the term lycan cause it sounds cooler to me." Anthony gave Cultro a smile that showed his sharp fangs.
"So uh....what's you guys's opinion on the whole thing with humans coming here?"
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