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Gregory "Greg" Princeton

"Don't let the water fool you, friend."

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a character in “Kolbs Academy For The 'Unique'”, as played by Skarsane

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"Don't let the water fool you, friend."








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Appearance and Personal Info:

Nickname: "Greg"

Species: Mage, manipulating the element of water.

Eye Color: A faded magenta with a blot of slit black in the center of his iris for a pupil.

Hair Color: His hair consists of a dusty blond mix. It looks like a protein milkshake was poured onto his head.

Skin Tone: The mage's skin is a porcelain pale, giving him a marble look- and on a side note, his touch is usually warm to that of tropical waters. It's never really callous.

Age: Precisely 18. He's eligible to drive, that's for certain.










Details:

Habits: This particular young adult has a habit of biting on his bottom lip when confronted with an incommodious situation that's the least bit nerve-wracking, however, even so, he fails to show any trace of anxiety by keeping a straight and collected expression. Nail clicking and hand motions when speaking are a few other habits he has.

Strengths: You know that British guy with the witty comments and the sarcasm no one really understands? Russell Brand? Well, let's take a problem in a Brand perspective: you're encountering an idiot, right? They're saying mediocre phrases like "you're so stupid" or something that's completely crack-brained. Now, let's take that perspective and merge it into Gregory. That's one strength: facetious and shrewd comments when stuck in a predicament. He comes up with retorts and remarks within a split second- which usually veil the cruelty behind them. Offensive they are, but they're at least conducted with intelligence: in his own personal view. Now, he's not one to pride on himself- in fact, he tends to underestimate himself, and give himself less credit than he actually deserves- but he can be conceited when it comes to his replies. He wouldn't vocalize his conceit, though. He normally keeps it to himself and keeps a keen eye on his tongue, metaphorically. Oh, and he's a fair writer- specifically stories, along with painting now and then. He's got a few portraits of ocean scenery, but he mainly focuses on his literature.

Flaws: Of course, every person's got their flaws, and he's definitely got his settled. Gregory can get angry almost as easy as a lizard can lose it's tail, or almost as easy as a cat can shed it's fur. Nonetheless, it's not that hard to decipher him and figure out when he's mad. How? He gets completely mute, like the silent earthquake before the tsunami- and then, BAM! The wave crashes, and his anger spills out into a fit of rage, and it's like King Kong all over again- that's exaggerated though. Let's be frank: Greg can't turn into a giant primate and climb up a building in under 5 seconds. That would be pretty interesting, however. That and, despite being a mad-machine when he's angry, he can just as fluidly be soothed. It's a 50/50 thing, right? Let's not forget that his skin is a lot more sensitive than it looks, so it'd hurt more than it'd supposed to if he was to be hit with a hard impact. He's prone to bruising.

Likes: His pleasures and appeals generally consist of carbonated water, a particular drink favorite of his, and generally things water-related, of course. He has quite a bond to it- especially the ocean.. Don't get him started. Now, things aside from water: he has a fondness for literature and art, and oddly enough, he likes his sweets too: salt water taffy. Mmmm, salt water taffy. Socializing is a-okay with him, but he just doesn't do it much.

Dislikes: Fire isn't a favorite of his- expectantly. It's way too hot for him and way too destructive- in his own opinion. There's more wild fires than tsunamis, he noted to himself. He just isn't fond of fire. Assholes aren't big on him either(way to be sort of hypocritical, Greg)- that, and he hates soup. Never give him soup.

Weaknesses: If he gets near an open fire, i.e a fireplace, bonfire, etc.- he starts panting and sweating. He certainly isn't familiar with fire- even though water usually puts out fire. Now, this isn't relevant to an element, but he has a weak spot around his collarbone/clavicle area and he collapses when it's touched.

Quirks: He has an awkward staring issue- he stares for the longest periods of time without blinking, as if he were in a trance-like state, but acts normal when his attention is diverted. It sometimes unsettles him.

Powers: Look up at the sky! Is it a plane? Is it a bird? Is it-- oh no, it's just Greg riding a tidal wave. Completely relevant. When he's near the beach, he's able to conduct large waves and "commune" with the water, in a sense. Really, anything that's water, he can technically manipulate. You see that water bottle right next to you? That water in the water bottle could bust through that cap and splash you in the face. Back in his younger days, he'd use his elemental control to his advantage and play practical jokes in which what he used to call "volcanic ewateruptions"- a corny title- and make the water "explode" in someone's face. He used to always get a good laugh, but not anymore. It's grown old.











History: Alright, alright, alright. So it's not your general sob story or Romeo Juliet-Sasuke Uchiha situation- that's to be cleared- nor is it peachy keen or The Partridge Family. You know that average kid down the block that you know absolutely jack about? That's probably him- well, not the kid part. He's technically a grown man now- being 18 and all- but that is besides the point. When you go out of the house, you see all different kinds of people. He's the type of guy that would "blend in"- but far from it. It's almost an enigmatic mystery as to how he received his inhuman enhancements, but he deduced it could have been some kind of shot he got when he was in a lab around just when he was born. Of course, when children are born, they need to get immunizations and all that fanciful stuff. He got his immunizations, records, reports, x-rays, anything else he needed- but his mother never told him, as he sifted through old files, that he received a special "dosage" through a syringe and a needle. As he aged, he noticed he was becoming fascinated with liquids and water in general, often found flailing in a kiddy pool or sticking his head in a full bath and refusing to come up. Around 8 is when something- something that has been ingrained into his head- happened. Water was attracted to him, as if it were a companion- as if he could actually tame it. He figured this when he was running the sink to wash his hands after using the toilet- when he turned it off, the water still ran. And ran. He thought it was broken, but nothing was disfigured or loose. It was weird, but he would not forget it.
On a side note, he was raised by a single mother- Anna Princeton. His father left when he was nearing the age of 3 due to a "business trip", but he never came back. They still are unaware of his current location, though he's assumed dead.






Personality: There's always the jerk-offs and the nice boys in a school- whether they belong to a "clique" or not. Greg could easily be considered one of the nice boys- the boy with the mysterious yet calm, mystifying attitude- almost as if he were drowning in a delusion of grandeur- but on the contrary, he could be quite an asshole. He isn't a direct asshole though, no- he is an asshole in the most crude way possible: using his wits and sarcasm. Nonetheless, he's generally that typical boy that was raised to high quality and high standards- given that he's normally polite to others unless his snappy tongue is pried from its cave. He's not one to start fights, but if they're stirred, he tries his best to quickly end it. It's almost funny, especially when he does his hand motions- he tends to snap his fingers after a supposedly smartass remark, making him look sassy. It is just something he can't help. It's not like you'd see him in a clothing store, going "girl those clothes be fabu-fucking-lous", though. Maybe. Probably not. He's a bit too manly to be a sexy model from Beverly Hills- not that it wouldn't be amusing to see him in a tight blouse and a miniskirt with "BIKINI BOY" on the butt.
Greg's Greg, a water-bending mage with a thing for salt water taffy- that can be a douchenozzle or a polite gentleman whenever he wants. He's unpredictable.
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Other:
Nothing that I know of- except for the animal thing. Sharks tho. Sharks forever. /peace out homeshark



So begins...

Gregory "Greg" Princeton's Story

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Character Portrait: Hebi Fechi Character Portrait: Heisuke Miruhei Character Portrait: Elizabeth Sazzph Character Portrait: Erin Lavier Character Portrait: Alice Silvera Character Portrait: Lith Arcusiris Character Portrait: Gregory "Greg" Princeton Character Portrait: Natalie Fletcher Character Portrait: Lucy Kirkland Character Portrait: Ayame Lai Keiko. Character Portrait: Simon Klauve Character Portrait: Elaine Fenyrr Character Portrait: Sera Knight Character Portrait: Benjamin Conway Character Portrait: Meeka Rose Character Portrait: Luna Anfang Character Portrait: Cesieal Character Portrait: Drake Knight

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Elizabeth breathed in deep. The first time she was actually going to make some nice---try to make some nice conversation with other supernatural beings. She breathed in deep once again, and started to walk towards the Academy, her luggage in hand. She didn't have much, but what she could find over the past year...And the school uniform.
Elizabeth's steps were slightly sluggish, her feet nearly scraping against the pavement as she had gone forward.
"You better not screw this up..."
She had muttered to herself, remembering the crumpled piece of paper which stated her dorm room. She took it out, and sighed.
"Room 235. God help me if I have roommates."

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Character Portrait: Gregory "Greg" Princeton

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So, let's get this straight: he was sent to a school, FILLED with "supernatural"-so to speak- and he knows absolutely no one?
Smashing!
Greg didn't seem to find peace in the idea of knowing he'd be surrounded by others, with inhuman enhancements, and some are possibly more life-threatening than he could ever be. It was like dooms day for him with meteors flying every which way and cars getting thrown around like a feather in a rain storm- school was not his cup of tea. Nonetheless, he knew he had to attend it or else he'd get punished by mother. Mother was scary when she was angry- really scary, and even though she's completely normal, she's like a tidal wave about to gobble you up and drown you. It was like a whale was going to swallow you whole- and that's pretty freakishly creepy within itself. He didn't need to trigger her temper. It was bad enough that his temper was as small as a grain of sand- and to have a family full of anger-prone bedlamites that are- with ease- able to tumble towards the line of sanity where it's not all "life is so peachy" and it's more like "I'm going to skin you alive and eat your liver". It's almost like that one guy from The Shining- "Here's Johnny!", except in the form of a mother, a water dwelling son and- pretty much the whole lot.

He had a feeling his temper would flare a little bit today- if not, a lot. It was his first time here at the academy, and he figured, because it's a new school, there'd be a bunch of students bustling in. However, as the mature male walked down the pavement with a rolling suitcase behind him and thin fingers loosely clutching the handle, he realized that students were actually coming in somewhat gradually. At least it gave him time to unpack- and loathe the fact that he'd probably have room mates. Sure, he was a polite guy with a sweet face and a generally mystifying demeanor- but that didn't refrain some people from agitating the living hell out of him. He just hoped to god he wasn't sharing a room with an annoying pain in the neck that'd constantly get all up in his business like a telemarketer asking if you'd like to buy their latest car model- which was possibly even more irritating. He also hoped they weren't obnoxious teenagers that'd party all night and day long- and he'd have to act like the daddy. Papa Princeton. Has a ring to it, right?
Yeah, he really didn't want that.

The eighteen year old kept on walking until he was directly in front of the school, standing there and looking up with his half-lidded, blazing magenta optics. He definitely didn't need binoculars to see this school. It was huge- even bigger than his house. Actually, his house wasn't that big- rather small, but the size of the academy was almost threatening to him. His lower lip pulled back somewhat and he found himself gently biting onto it, his unoccupied hand buried into the never-ending pocket of his ebony sweatpants, the drawstrings dangling around his thighs. It was evident he liked to be comfortable instead of uneasy- hence he didn't get himself all dressed up for school. However, he did tidy himself- and he smelled of Giorgio Beverly Hills Ocean Dream cologne. Of course, it had something to do with the ocean. He was very picky- and he always stuck to his every day theme. The fair-smelling young adult carefully stepped forward, once- twice- and he found himself grabbing the door's handle with his hand that was previously hiding away in its cave of fabric and lint. His breath hitched- barely- as he slowly opened the door as if something were to surprise him on the other side. His heart rate sped up and the hinges faintly creaked- and once it was completely open, he poked his head inside, peering around a moment. It was a marvelous school, he had to admit- he was almost awe-stricken. His jaw slackened and it gave way, his mouth gaping open. Tugging his portable suitcase, he entered, his boots clacking against the hard floor as he began to walk down a corridor, turning his head to look around. At this point, his mouth was closed, but he was still biting onto his bottom lip. He edged towards the wall of a corridor, raising his free arm to run his tender digits to feel the texture. It was amazing- the wideness, the size, the extravagant feel. He felt like he'd maybe have a fair time here- as long as he didn't encounter any blockheads. Though he was sure he would, he felt strangely calm. He wondered if the teachers were nice as well. Maybe there was a headmaster too. God, he had no idea, but his chest felt full- he was filled with an intense curiosity that tingled from his toes all the way up to his head. It was to be an interesting school year.

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Character Portrait: Gregory "Greg" Princeton Character Portrait: Luna Anfang

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Luna ran around the school, lost on her very first day of academy. She turned each corner hoping she would find the place she needed to be but never to her surprise, she got even more lost then she was before. Sighing, she pressed her back the wall and slid down to the ground. Closing her eyes, she listened to the sound of bags rolling and shoes tapping. When in her time of need, no one seemed to walk her path, making everything more difficult for her double Waldo game. For the most part, she was grateful for not having to drag heavy suitcases across the campus.

Luna had only one small satchel hanging from her shoulder that slightly sagged against the ground she sat on. But there was something different about it. Looking from the outside, the bag seems like it would only fit around five medium sized books but don't be fooled! It is bottomless! A gift given to Luna by her father before leaving off to the academy, something to wish her luck. Opening the bag, she stuck her arm, elbow deep, into the satchel and pulling out a map of the school. It was given to them once arriving but to her own damn fault, she arrived one day early.

Roaming around the school for 10 hours and sleeping on benches wasn't her first choice of lucky-go-fun academy time. Even with the map, her current location was still a mystery. Tossing it back into her bag, she pulled out a bag of cookies her sisters made for her and something she was surviving on for the past hour. All was left was a half eaten cookie and straggling cookie crumbs. "Yay my favorite." she said with a glum tone. Dumping the crumbs into her mouth, she held the plastic bag in her hand and slumped forward. "What if I die here, how will anyone find me?"

Now she was just over reacting until she heard something walking down the hall. It was something she found normal in the time she came, suit case wheels. Using the wall as her support, she moved herself up and waited for someone to appear. Standing there for a while, nothing seemed to move her way so she decided to investigate. Fixing her bag, she walked the way of the sound and it started to roar louder. It was now bouncing off the walls, until the boy appeared. A pale boy with a slightly glow of ora. Waving her arms like an SOS, she caught the boy's attention.

"Could you help me please?"

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Character Portrait: Hebi Fechi Character Portrait: Lith Arcusiris Character Portrait: Gregory "Greg" Princeton Character Portrait: Benjamin Conway Character Portrait: Luna Anfang

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She smiled a bit more as she could felt that Hebi was holding her hand still. It was nice to have someone understanding her, even though the guy was very of a small talk. Although, she didn’t minded it at all. Even though the smile was a bit creepy, she didn’t mind it at all. Suddenly, another male entered into the dorm, who she figured that was Hebi’s dorm companion. She chuckled softly. “Hello there. I’m sorry for having invading your dorm. I just didn’t know it was the time of the year that students. I guess I should go welcome the rest, since most people don’t know where the dorms are.” She said, leaving Hebi’s grasp as she walked out of the room. She looked back at Benjamin with a smile: “Oh, by the way, my name is Lith.” And she walked away, now hearing more people talking.

The first day of school was always fun; there was new people to meet, and old people to remember about. Of course, she was one of the elder students, and knows the school like the bottom of her pockets, even though she never really used her pockets anyways. She walked down to the main hall, where she found two students. Lith was expecting more people there, or maybe they were already lost in the academy. She walked up to them, her tail fluttering behind her as usual.

“Hello there. It is always to see new faces around here.” She chuckled softly, tilting her head. “Say, welcome to Kolbs Academy. My name is Lith Arcesiris, but you can just call me Lith. I’m one of the oldest students here, so if you need help, just ask me.” She stopped her sentence to take a small breath. “Other than that, I’m really happy to meet you bolt (both).” When she realised her error in her sentence, she covered up her mouth as she gasped silently.

“Ah~ Sorry, I meant to say both.” She chuckled under her breath to herself, scratching the back of her head gently, knowing if she scratches too much, it would bleed.

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Character Portrait: Elizabeth Sazzph Character Portrait: Lith Arcusiris Character Portrait: Gregory "Greg" Princeton Character Portrait: Simon Klauve Character Portrait: Luna Anfang

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He looked up at the door pointed out by the angel. "Ah, so it is. Thanks." He watched the angel walk away and frowned. He hadn't even given his name. Oh well, perhaps not the most social person? Not that he was one to judge. His nose twitched a little when he looked back to the red head. Sulfur? A demon then, and a strong one at that. Best not to get on her bad side. He pulled out the letter again and opened it, this time taking out the dorm key that had come with the letter. He turned it around in his hand once or twice before unlocking the door and walking in. It was large for a two person dorm, and suddenly he realized why. There was a third bed! Three person dorm! Not only did the faculty think him a woman, they lied about his dorm size! He would scream, but he'd already done that today. Instead he sighed and claimed a bed, laying his belongings on it as well. There wasn't much to his name. A wallet with his ID and a bus pass that'd take him anywhere in town, a wooden sword that never left his side, and.. actually that was it. Not even a change of clothes. Wait, what about his school uniform? They were supposedly provided in the dressers in their dorms. Curiously, he opened his dresser. This time he did scream. Then he began to sob. Most men would if their school expected them to wear a skirt. They really did think he was a girl! Suddenly, he realized something. If the school thought he was a girl, they'd probably give him female room mates! He blushed bright red at the prospect, grabbed his belongings, and ran out the the room. He HAD to get this straightened out!

He passed by, well more like stampeded through, a group of students he hadn't seen before on his mad dash through the hall, another red headed girl, a pale skinned one whose hair looked alot like his, and a male student who looked, well... Normal. That alone made him an oddity. Well he didn't have time to stop and chat, so he kept running, yelling as the stampeded the group "Excuse me! Sorry!" To the group, it must've looked quite odd. A young man that could've easily passed as a woman running down the hall, that appeared to have recently been crying. He kept running until he found a directory that told him where the office was. Apparently, it was on the side of campus he was just at. He growled an ran again through the hall, back through the unfamiliar group of students again saying "Sorry!", past his dorm, down the stairs and to the office.

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Character Portrait: Lith Arcusiris Character Portrait: Gregory "Greg" Princeton Character Portrait: Simon Klauve Character Portrait: Sera Knight Character Portrait: Luna Anfang Character Portrait: Cesieal Character Portrait: Drake Knight

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Sera Knight


Sera looked around at her new environment, the academy was on the rather large side, which she didn't mind. It would give her places to chill as well as hide from people who annoyed her. One of those people being her brother.
She looked beside her to see her brother munching on a packet of crisps as usual, she couldn't understand how he was capable of eating food. She tried it once and she was nearly ready to throw up. Yea she is able to actually eat food but she has trouble holding it down, it also makes her feel rather sick.
"How on earth do you eat that stuff Drake?" She asked him as she flicked some of her silver hair from he face then placing her hand upon her hip.
Drake turned to her with his usual goofy smirk on his face. " How can you not eat it?" He said with a smile.
This caused her to roll her eyes at him and his stupidity.
" I'm going for a walk... And possibly find my room see you later" She told him.
And with that she was gone in a flash. She ran past a group of people, but was to lazy to stop and stay hello, she just wanted to explore. She was about to run past the office when she smashed into the back of two people. And moving at the speed she was sent her, the boy as well as a young girl flying into a tumble.
Sera somehow landed in front of the boy on her knee's her silver hair covering her face.

Drake Knight

Before Drake was even able to reply to his sister, she had all ready run off at a speed which should be illegal. She wasn't much for socializing that's what he was sure of.
Deciding he should go find his room as well as find out who his roommates where, he began to walk off towards the block where the dorms where. Once he got towards the dorm room's he could hear the sound of voice's. So quickening his pace he suddenly appeared next to a girl with red hair with a reptilian tail and in front of a girl with silver hair and a guy with blonde hair. " Anyone know where room 655 is?" He asked with a half smile revealing his fangs slightly.

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Character Portrait: Lith Arcusiris Character Portrait: Gregory "Greg" Princeton Character Portrait: Simon Klauve Character Portrait: Luna Anfang Character Portrait: Drake Knight

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Greg admired the definition of the long corridor, walking with appreciative, slow steps. He continued to bite onto his lip, nonetheless, letting his arm drop to the side as he pried it away from the wall. It was such an awe-inspiring school- however, his thoughts were blown off course as a female's voice echoed. He turned his head to add a voice to a face, watching as the female rushed towards him and waved her arms. She was a long haired girl with silvery, almost white hair- wow, he was almost tempted to refer to her as Snow White, but he figured that'd be sort of awkward. Yeah, it really would. She seemed to plea for help- and he wasn't so sure if he could help her. Even he himself barely knew where he was going, but he reasoned that he could maybe try.
The magenta-eyed boy stared at the female for a brief moment before he stepped forwards, faintly shrugging his shoulders. "I could try, but I can't guarantee you'll get somewhere with me. I'm not exactly best with directions, even though I have a map." It was a little bit after his response that another girl arrived, and she seemed to be more familiar with the school than them. That was a good thing- maybe she could show them around, however, Greg preferred to walk alone- and wow, so many things were happening at once. His blot pupils trailed after a young, feminine appearing boy that dashed past through them, screaming a brief apology like a scared cowboy in a rodeo show. He looked like he'd be crying though, so a bit of sympathy sent a pang into his calm heart. He was almost tempted to reach out and grab him, but he was way too fast, and he's afraid he'd end up slicing his arm off with race car speed. That would be unpleasant. So, he observed as the boy rushed past again, his lips collected into a line, his other hand sliding back into the ebony pockets of his sweatpants.
Briefly after, another male showed up- asking where his dorm was. Greg sort of perked up as 655 was addressed, looking to Drake with his usual nonchalant, laid-back expression. "That'd be my dorm." He announced, mouth curving into a hidden smile. "I'm assuming you're one of my room mates?" Wow, so many people in one area. It was sort of uncomfortable to him- to be surrounded by a group, since he certainly wasn't one for a crowd. He was a secluded boy, one of enigma- the exact epitome with a facade that veiled his short, explosive temper. So far, he wasn't mad at all. He still felt bad for the boy that appeared to be upset. Had he gotten picked on or something? Did he get hurt? He honestly didn't know, but he tried to brush it off. He had to focus on these people in front of him. He just hoped, inside, that Drake wasn't an annoying dimwit he'd have to share a dorm with. That, and he hoped his weird hand motions wouldn't freak anyone out. God, he really had to get rid of that habit before it became embarrassing like that one time his pants fell down at a mall. He kept forgetting to wear a belt. But, luckily, sweatpants didn't need belts. They were so comfy.

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Character Portrait: Lith Arcusiris Character Portrait: Gregory "Greg" Princeton Character Portrait: Simon Klauve Character Portrait: Luna Anfang Character Portrait: Drake Knight

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Luna smiled and bowed her head at the boy, "Thank you so-" She lifted her head to see a older girl with firey red hair coming to say hi, "Hello Lith, my name is Luna and this is uh." She pointed her finger to the pale boy, but wasn't even aware of his name. Before asking, another boy ran past them who seemed upset. Lifting a hand, he ran by to fast to be called out to. "That was strange, oh but what is your nam-" Another boy came up to them asking if they knew which was was his dorm. She clenched her hands, not knowing is he was upset at the fact that people keep interrupting her or once she found one person a ton came following after.

She slightly chuckled, "This is my luck.. I have been trying to look for someone to help me for the past 10 hours and I think I know where I am now." Pulling out her map, she heard other students call this the main hall. Looking up at the group, the two boys seemed to be roommates. "Oh so you found each other, that's so funny." She laughed and pulled out a small slip of paper from her pocket, "While we are at it, does anyone know where room 232 is?" Glancing back and forth, she stopped at Lith, knowing if anyone to ask it was her. Folding the paper, she slipped it back into her pocket and smiled. Knowing what to say once someone answered.

OOC:
sorry I am a bit out of it today.

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Character Portrait: Hebi Fechi Character Portrait: Lith Arcusiris Character Portrait: Gregory "Greg" Princeton Character Portrait: Simon Klauve Character Portrait: Benjamin Conway Character Portrait: Luna Anfang Character Portrait: Cesieal Character Portrait: Drake Knight

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Lith walked passed him after saying a quick goodbye and he watched her go for a second before turning back to the young man.

"My name Hebi." The boy said and waved at Ben. Ben twirled his hair out of habit.

"I'm Ben," he said. "Looks like we are going to be roommates this year." He smiled and sat on the bed. Though moments ago he had wanted to disappear, he now felt happier for some reason. This boy, Hebi, seemed like a nice guy. His stomach rumbled and Ben realized that his appetite was back. "Would you like to come to the dining hall with me, I'm sure tat there are more new students there, besides the introduction ceremony will be this afternoon so everyone should be arriving."

Ben didn't know why he asked the boy to go with him, perhaps he was afraid that he would run into Patient 3 again. Or perhaps he just wanted a friend. He scratched his head. No, this would be the last person he would trust at this school. He could not trust anyone else. Ben stood and stretched his wings then looked at Hebi.

"Are you coming?"

Ben stepped out the door and began walking. While crossing the entrance corridor he ran into a group of people who all looked rather lost. He nearly stopped the ask if they needed help but decided not to and, blushing, he kept walking, hoping that Hebi had followed him.

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Character Portrait: Lith Arcusiris Character Portrait: Gregory "Greg" Princeton Character Portrait: Simon Klauve Character Portrait: Luna Anfang Character Portrait: Cesieal Character Portrait: Drake Knight

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She wondered what is up to that student, but first, it was the room 655 she needed to indicate. She just came from the room 654, so she guessed it was near. She turned to Drake and Gregory, smiling at them. “Your dorm should be on the second floor on the left-wing. On the right are the pair numbers, and on the left are the impair numbers, and you should found it near the middle.” She smiled, gesturing a bit to help them for what she was explaining.

Then, she turned to Luna, tilting her head. “Hmm, 232…” She thought for few seconds, and then her face seems to brighten up as she smiled widely. “Yes! Now I remember. They did say that the students were coming soon. So, 232 is the same dorm as mine! I’m guessing your name is Luna, right?” She stopped for a bit before seem explode or something, calming herself down. “Sorry, I let myself loose a bit too much. If you please, I can show you where it is,” she said, starting to in a different corridor. What was nice about the academy is that the corridors were always nice, and it was really spacious.

Once they arrived to a door with the number 232 on top of it, she opened it, which given to a well-ordered dorm with three bed. “Cesieal should be around soon, I’m not worried for her.” She said. She knew about their name because she snuck in the staff’s dorm files. Even though, the thing that she didn’t remember is that they told her already about her roommates’ names, but she was happy to not know them more than by their name. Once she entered, she motioned to Luna to get in.

“I have so many questions to ask you, but I don’t want to overwhelm with them. I just wanted to say I’m very sorry for my foolishness; I don’t go out of the academy much, so I don’t know much about the world outside here.” She said, sitting on her bed. She looked over that the uniforms for girls and sighed softly. “I truly hate those uniforms. They are beautiful and all, but for me, they are uncomfortable. But I’m used to this, however I wish they could let me have my normal clothing.” She still smiled as she looked back at Luna, hoping that she understand that it was because of her awkward body.

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Character Portrait: Lith Arcusiris Character Portrait: Gregory "Greg" Princeton Character Portrait: Simon Klauve Character Portrait: Sera Knight Character Portrait: Luna Anfang Character Portrait: Cesieal Character Portrait: Drake Knight

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Sera Knight

Before the other two could respond to her she ran, it was as if she was never there, even if they did see her all they would be able to see would be a blur and a mess of silver hair.
Instead of causing anymore accidents she decided to find her brother first.
After searching the campus for a few seconds she finally found him with a group of people. Walking up towards them she kept her usual stern expression on her face.
"I see your eating as usual then" She spoke with a dull tone as she suddenly appeared beside him, it was as if she had teleported there.
Then looking around she noticed there were a few people. "Seem's your settling in fine" She said flashing him, her signature smirk.

Drake Knight

"Guess we're roomie's then" Drake told Drake with a smile on his face. He then listened to what the girl said about the numbers and where his room should be. "Thanks" He said with a nod.

Suddenly his sister appeared beside him. Most people would of jumped with shock , but he was able to hear and sense her before she appeared.
Drake pouted when she mentioned him eating as usual. "I like food ok" He told her, as he took a bite of one of his potato chips.
Then he turned to her with an annoyed expression. "I don't see you trying to fit in though" Poking his tongue out at her slightly.
He then turned towards the people he was speaking to, "This is my younger sister. Sera." He said whilst flicking her forehead slightly.

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Character Portrait: Gregory "Greg" Princeton Character Portrait: Sera Knight Character Portrait: Drake Knight

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The guy doesn't seem too bad. The water mage thought to himself before he gently tugged his roller suitcase with a finger. "Well, I think I'm going to look around some more and then unpack at the dorm. Pleased to meet you- oh, and another thing, my name is Gregory. Please refer to me as Greg and only Greg." His lips faintly parted as he took a breath, and cordially bowed to Drake and Sera before he turned and started down the corridor once more, the rolling wheels echoing around the walls until he disappeared around a corner.
Now perhaps he could have some alone time. Maybe he'd stay in the halls for awhile, write or whatnot, or maybe paint. He brought some canvas, his paintbrushes, and acrylics- but, at the current moment, he sort of felt like writing. He wrote short stories, but there's this one he's been tidying up and continuing for awhile to fill 7 whole pages, front and back. He'd be in heaven if he became an author when he grew up.
Frankly, though, he felt like exploring. There was so many things to do! What to choose, he didn't know! He stopped in his tracks, the clack of his boots coming to an end as he raised his free hand to curl his fingers and brush them against his lower lip in thought. His half-lidded eyes narrowed as he tried to figure out what he'd do first. Well, for one, he found a dorm mate. Would there be another? God, if there was, he prayed it wasn't a hooligan or some crazed power-hungry simpleton. He didn't need to deal with that, especially in such a vast, mind-blowing atmosphere. Maybe he'd get a quiet, humble nice guy that didn't waddle into his business. He felt a bit better as his train of thought took for the skies.
Was there a garden in the school?
Better yet, was there a pool? He'd fancy going for a swim. Maybe there was a water fountain, too. He was a bit thirsty. So, traveling a little ways down the hall, he stopped at one and stood in front of it. Pressing the button was too much work, and he was a bit lazy right now anyways. He raised one of his fingers and put his mind to it, water dripping out of the machine at a fast pace before he made a beckoning motion with his digits, and he ripped a fair amount of water out of the fountain through its spout. It floated in the air, the water molecules collected as if it were a solid item, before he carefully tipped his head back and let the water dribble into his mouth, drip by drip, before he felt confident enough to let it pool at the back of his throat in a flow. Once every drop was gone and it was all in his throat, he gulped it down and sighed loudly, huffing out a puff of cool air. He definitely felt refreshed now and ready to go. Water was like a fuel for him- and, salt water taffy. Can't get enough of taffy. Speaking of taffy, he wondered if his cantankerous, anger-prone mother packed him some. He'd probably bend down and check in a bit- but maybe he'd linger by the fountain for awhile. He liked the cool metal.

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Character Portrait: Lith Arcusiris Character Portrait: Gregory "Greg" Princeton Character Portrait: Luna Anfang Character Portrait: Drake Knight

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Luna nodded nodded, "Yes I am Luna!"

To Luna's surprise, everything seemed to be falling into place, something she wasn't use to. She smiled at Lith's sudden burst of joy, happy to know she has just a lively person as a roommate. Looking at the other boys, she bowed her head and smiled, "Thank you, and I really hope to bump into you again." Something popped, she turned to her bag and pulled out a small cotton bag that was tied up with string. "My mother said to give these to people I liked." Pouring whatever was in the bag into her hand.

Small stones that had parts of the sky trapped into it, real glowing stars. They glistened in her hand as she rolled them around a bit, each had a different shape. "They are small tokens, here take one." Taking out two stones, she placed them in the boy's hands. "Good luck, and don't kill each other!" Skipping off, she followed Lith to the room they were going to share. "Cesieal, what a pretty name." She smiled and slowly walked in, examining everything. "Oh!" She turned back to her and showed her the stones.

"Here you go." Handing her one of the stones before slipping the rest into back into the bag. Placing her satchel on the bed, she sat at the end and listened to Lith. She nodded, "You can ask anything you like, I love to answer questions! I might just have some for you. And don't worry, I find it a bit hard to talk to other people to." She thought for a moment, and was confused. Looking to the side, the simple uniform caught her eye as Lith started to talk about them. She lifted it up and looked at each piece.

Luna nodded, "I understand what you mean, there is no way you can alter it to fit what you need?" It was a bit plain for Luna's taste but she could see why Lith didn't like it. "I bet you can make it your own thing! Change it up only a little, something that you feel comfortable with." She placed the uniform down, and crossed her legs, "So you stay here even when school is out? Where is your family?" She didn't want to struck anything bad, "I'm sorry. If you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to."

OOC:
sorry if anything gets confusing, I wrote this before the other posts.

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Gregory was leaning against the wall still, eyeing the water fountain at times before he stuffed a hand into one of his pockets and fetched out the sky stone that lunar lady gave him. He moved it around in his hands with callous fingers: the hall was rather cold, and he wasn't one for a chill. Perhaps he'd head to the dorm and slack off there, maybe take a quick nap and when introductions came around he'd fix himself up again and procrastinate- though, he didn't fancy being late. Maybe he'd just walk around awhile, linger about like some ghost in a cemetery. Perhaps he'd socialize too, considering that was what his mother was aiming for mostly. But, there was one thing he loathed and hated about this school- the disgusting uniforms. Greg was a homely, humble boy, preferring to wear the most comfortable clothing compared to uncomfortable, high-class bullshit where his chest was getting torn apart by inner buttons in a stupid uniform. He preferred his snug sweatpants and loose white collared shirt and to just laze around in a bathtub or whatnot. Speaking of bathtubs, he needed to shower- even though he already took one, he was a bit of a clean freak.
He hoped the dorm wasn't a dirty mess. The instinct comes with being a virgo. Better go check.
The dirty blonde ran a hand through his unkempt hair, which was a bit shaggy but nonetheless silky like fine waves. It was funny- the shampoo he used was called Coconut Tide. He reeked of water and pina colada. Though, his smell was not on his mind. Finding 655 was his current ambition.
He traveled down long halls, his rolling suitcase's wheels reverberating with sound until he stopped at a corner and glanced around. Down the hall, he noticed an open door- and next to it was a plaque that said 655. Sighing in relief, he continued walking until he was nearing the entrance, slowly placing his fingers on the arch and peering inside. There, sat a pink-haired boy, looking as eager and happy as ever. He crept out from his little hiding spot and walked inside, bowing to the boy.
"Hello," he began, clearing his throat, "I'm one of your room mates, Gregory Princeton. Please only call me Greg."

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Character Portrait: Heisuke Miruhei Character Portrait: Lith Arcusiris Character Portrait: Gregory "Greg" Princeton Character Portrait: Simon Klauve Character Portrait: Luna Anfang Character Portrait: Aaiden Black Character Portrait: Michael Russen

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She nodded to her statement; people are truly fun around the academy when you know them well. Okay, the staff of the school for sure, but she did run on some people that she didn’t like at all. Mainly of because how they act. She would like sometimes to be able to fix people’s emotions, but she pretty much drag herself in deeper problems. He closed her eyes for a moment, hearing the sound of the crowd like if there was a battle. Lith sighed to herself, smiling a bit. “This academy is every so lovely. Even though there is some people with bad attitude, there is always a way to get around things. Since I’ve been here for quite a lot, I don’t like classes.”

Lith tilted her head when she hear about the world outside, on how the world is big and splendid. She thought for a moment on how people would be like outside of those walls. She knew there would be a big knowledge side of the things, but hearing from people that she doesn’t know of the species would be rather nice. She thought there much be so many things to know about the outside world, and the way that Luna described the world outside, even though it was briefly.

She tilted her head when she asked if there was something she might know about her parents. She looked to the ceiling for a moment, resting her chin on her fist while the elbow on the same arm rest on the palm of her other hand. “I don’t remember anything else than the academy… Even though, I don’t remember much of the academy anyways.” She pondered a bit more as she stayed silent, then her face lighten up like if she knew something. She undid the star on her cap, look at it. “This was given to me last year. We don’t know who and how they got into my dorm, but whoever it was, this is was he or she left. We asked to all the students, and even the staff, but nobody knows. We know it says dracon (dragon) in what they call ‘Chinese language’, but the fact that we don’t know who send it is weird.” She shrugged. She tend her arms to Luna. “Maybe you know something about this?” She smiled at Luna.





Michael saw someone was rather rude. Not wanting to spectate what will happen, he ran away from the scene. Michael, even though he knew nothing about the others, felt that it is better to ask that person who they are afterward. Feeling that he was alone in the corridors, he transformed into his dragon counterpart. He was now a dragon with light silver fur, measuring only 2’. He decided to spend a bit more time in his dorm room, because he wasn’t sure why there was 3 beds. The little dragon quickly ran up the stairs to the left-wing, running up to his dorm.

He was suspicious that someone was in his dorm, since the door was so wide open. He slowly made his way near the door, and he peeked in. He saw two males that he didn’t know about, and he thought that it would be good; from his perspective, it would mean people that he would get along easier. For a moment, he stayed in a peek position, until he slowly moved into the room. He moved to the center of the room, looking up at them, tilting his head to the side. He didn’t dare to start to talk to them, because he wasn’t sure how to introduce himself, and how he ended up like this. Even though it was a school for supernatural, he felt it would be a bit awkward to just transform back in front of them.

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Character Portrait: Hebi Fechi Character Portrait: Heisuke Miruhei Character Portrait: Lith Arcusiris Character Portrait: Gregory "Greg" Princeton Character Portrait: Simon Klauve Character Portrait: Sera Knight Character Portrait: Luna Anfang Character Portrait: Cesieal Character Portrait: Drake Knight Character Portrait: Michael Russen

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Drake Knight

Drake watched in silence as the scene in the cafeteria ended. Grabbing Sera's arm he dragged her over towards where some of the other students were sat.
Pushing her down on the seat he placed his hands on her shoulders. Holding her there. "Hi, would you mind if she sits with you. If she goes to run spray her with a bottle of water" He smiled to the bunch of them. "Her name's Sera by the way." And with that he dissapeared in a flash.
He suddenly appeared outside his dorm room, walking in he spotted two boys in there. One that he had all ready met, along with a boy he hadn't met who had pink hair. "Yo" He waved at the pair as he walked into his dorm.
As he walked in the room he noticed there was a dragon in the middle of the room, with fur on it. "You see the dragon to right?" He questioned.

Sera Knight

She suddenly fely herself being dragged away by her brother, and he forced to sit on a table witha bunch of people she did not know.
"Hi, would you mind if she sits with you. If she goes to run spray her with a bottle of water" Her eyes widened in fear as he said spray her with a bottle of water. Did he want her to kill him?
As Drake left he cased a slight gust of wind causing her long hair to swish to the side slightly.
Her expression remained the same as she looked over everyone. Sensing each of their species. One of the gifts with being a vampire is that you can tell what people are by their aura's. Well she could along with some higher up's could. Her brother on the other hand, they still questioned if he was an actual vampire.
Sucking on her straw, she remained silent as she watched the others converse.

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(OOC: Since Rawk left, I'll just post. )

Greg was leisurely unpacking his bags until a flutter behind him caught his attention. He turned, eyeing Michael a moment with his magenta optics until that other boy walked in. Drake, was it? He had a hard time remembering. He'd have to get used to this "name" thing.
It was a furry dragon- it had seemingly plush pelt instead of feathers or scales- as what you'd usually expect with a dragon. He wasn't sure if it was a student or a pet, so he turned his whole body and raised a hand to brush one of his dirty blonde locks away from his eyes. He found himself crouching in front of the dragon, fingers gently running over the creature's head and stroking. It was definitely something he's never seen before.
"Yes, I see it," he reassured Drake as his digits drummed along the creature's neck, "it's something new." A shimmer of awe briefly scattered along his irises until he veiled it all with his usual laid-back expression, though his lips curved into the trace of a faint smile. Greg enjoyed the company of something that wasn't human- or remotely had human characteristics- so the dragon was a good example. It's soft fur against his hand was comforting, he just hoped he wouldn't scare it off with his sudden touch. Jeez, he didn't want to look like Godzilla or a meteorite coming to hit earth. The thing was so small- plus that'd make a weird first impression. He certainly did not want to have a weird impression on anyone- especially his room mates. He'd be sleeping and living with them. That'd be pretty awkward the whole time. And another thing he hoped- he hoped his raging temper wouldn't blow it's top this year. He hoped it wouldn't blow on the first day either. He needed to remain casual- nonchalant and keep a facade- keep his feelings reticent.
Oh, and he almost forgot- he still had the sky stone that the pretty, silver-haired lady gave him. It was hidden in his pocket, safe and sound from harm. He'd have to put it in a little case so he wouldn't lose it. Albeit being a virgo, he wasn't that great with keeping things even though he was rather organized. Let's just say his "keep something secure" skills were as low as Patrick Star's IQ- funny thing though, Greg actually sometimes watched Spongebob just to hate the fact he had basic cable at his old house. He sort of liked Squidward, truth be told.
Off the subject of childish TV shows now- he had something else to focus on besides his own mind. This little dragon and the vampire guy, Drake. Now, frankly, Greg had not the slightest clue what the hell Drake was- he seemed pretty normal to him. However, inside his chest, it bubbled with curiosity- eager to find out. He'd have to be patient though. He'd find out soon enough. Now was the time to fawn over the short dragon- his main thought.

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Character Portrait: Lith Arcusiris Character Portrait: Gregory "Greg" Princeton Character Portrait: Luna Anfang Character Portrait: Drake Knight Character Portrait: Michael Russen

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Lith looked through the page, tilting her head. She never thought that there would be a book about pins like those. Even though she doesn’t like to read much, she was sure interested. She was even more interested in the fact that there might be information about her pendant as she putted it back on her cap. The beastling looked a bit surprised when Luna pulled out the same pin that was on the book, and was sure that the owner might want it back. When she asked about the library, she wasn’t sure if there would be such book. “Uhm… The library…” she muttered to herself, thinking for a bit. “Yes, the library is quite big, but I never got the chance to read much of the books that is there.”

She smiled to the idea, standing up as she stretched a bit. “Yes, I think there would be such book there. Do you think that we should go now before someone snatches it?” She chuckled, her tail fluttering left to right a bit more eagerly than before.



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Michael was sure surprised when the taller being got up to him to pet him. He wasn’t sure what to do as he was frozen there, but when he felt that the hand was petting him, the little dragon couldn’t help but appreciate it. Like many tailed creatures, he swayed his tail to express that he is happy about it, and even gave a small noise that seems to confirm it. Michael did found it weird that the stranger was brushing him, but the little dragon wasn’t stupid. He knew it is was because of his fur, which a weird thing for a dragon to have. Dragons mainly have scales or feathers, but like his parents, he got fur. It much be because the stranger like soft things, something that his parents did told him back there. They told him that if he was in his dragon form, it would be expected that he receives that kind of attention.
Although, he wasn’t just a small dragon or a pet, and so he could talk to the others. His voice never changed, but it did suit his smaller size, since his voice was rather young sounding. “H-Hi…” he said a bit shyly – it was the first time he talks to other people than his relatives. “…My name is Michael, and I’m one of the student here.” He smiled up to them; the little dragon wasn’t sure what to do next, but even though, he let the person petting him. He didn’t mind unless if it begins to hurt.

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Drake Knight

"Thank god!" He mumbled. Now Drake was glad he wasn't losing his mind, he walked over towards the empty bed and sat on it, watching as Greg began to pat the dragon, who called himself Michael.
So he was human then? Well he was going to go with that.
Luckily his bags had arrived here this morning, but it wouldn't take him long to unpack. Standing up he walked over to his bag. Opening it he began to run around the room at rate that was hard to see. Within moments he was unpacked and ready to party. Luckily Drake had bought another bag of potato chips with him. Or he may of died. Opening the packet he began to eat.
"Hi I'm Drake" He said with a mouthful and a smile.
"Have you guys looked around the academy properly yet?" He question, stuffing a hand full of chips into his mouth.

Drake Knight

Sera was getting bored sat around at the table so she decided to go off for a walk.
Walking down the hall she suddenly felt a canine presence beside her. "Bullet, how long did it take for you to get here?" She questioned the large black and white wolf. Not all of us are able to run at the speed you are. And you weren't alone until now Bullet spoke to her in her mind.
Smirking slightly knowing he was joking with her, she knew he didn't like large crowds but he wouldn't let her attend the academy on her own. Safe to say he was much worse than Drake.

She suddenly heard the sound of a paws running down the hallway. She placed her hand down beside her, signalling Bullet to back down and not attack. To her surprise a black cat was running towards her. As it got closer to her she grabbed it quickly. She held the poor thing close to her wandering what on earth scared the poor guy. "Who do you belong to little guy" She smiled down at the cat slightly. She sorta had a soft spot for animals that's for sure

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"OK! Max, you guard my stuff I'm going to find Jon." Milo said, removing his other cat from his hood and placing him on top of his suitcase. His hood slipped off his head, revealing two enormous cat ears poking out from his black hair. Strands of hair fell into his narrow red eyes. "If anyone gets near you put on your mean face and claw their eyes out. Go for the crotch if it's a dude."

Max stared up at Milo, eyes wide, the tip of his tail twitching side to side. Milo nodded, a business expression on his face and darted down the corridor, following Jon's scent. He went to a complete halt when he spotted Sera and an enormous wolf standing in the middle of an empty hall. He looked around, cautiously. and spotted Jon standing there at her feet rubbing up against her. Milo made a face. He didn't want to disturb the lady and most certainly didn't want to start trouble so he whispered towards his cat. "Pssst! Jon! Jon! Get over here!"

Jon purred and simply looked at Milo, he was clearly still put out that Milo had almost landed on his poor small little body when he'd tumbled with the suitcase in front of the entrance. He turned his back to Milo and showed his rear. Milo sobbed a little on the inside.

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Wait- hold on- it talked? So it must have been a shape-shifter or something- but judging by the young-sounding voice, it was probably a young kid. As long as it wasn't some snot-nosed annoying teenager, he was fine. He pried himself away from the dragon, smiling a bit and blinking his magenta eyes.
"I'm Greg," he greeted, stepping away to claim a bed. He picked one that was relatively shrouded by darkness, but he got enough sunlight as well. He set his rolling suitcase on the bed and rummaged throughout his stuff, taking out his canvas and the millions of papers he had. It was like a printer vomited all over his bed- and sure, he was a bit hypocritical when he'd get onto people about cleanliness.
He clambered onto the sheets, fixing his papers into a stack with nimble fingers. His pencils and paint brushes were sprawled along the surface as well, and as he skimmed through some of his works, he raised one of his hands to push a lock of his dirty blonde hair behind his ear. Mindlessly, he twirled his fingers a bit, converting some air into water- and a small ball of water rolled around in his palm, leaving a wet trail. Playing with water was sort of a mild habit whenever he'd read or write- it's something that kept his subconscious mind occupied. He tried to block out Drake's crunching on food, hoping to god he doesn't drop any crumbs on the floor. Greg would end up flipping his shit- easily. Talk about a temper tantrum. However, he had a feeling he might like the kid. He's always had a soft spot for younger youth.
He was oblivious to what was happening outside, though.

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Drake Knight

Drake finished his potato chips in no time. Not a single crumb was left uneaten.
Drake watched in silence as Gregg began to form water in his hand out of thin air, this caused Drake to cringe, as well as causing his eyes to widen in slight fear.
Something that only a few were aware of was that water was a large weakness for vampire. It was due to water being cure. If he or any other vampire wanted a bath they would have to add certain herbs to allow them to bathe.
He moved himself onto the opposite side of the room, to where his bed was. Sitting there he watched Gregg manipulate the water with slight fear in his eyes.

Sera Knight

Soon after meeting Milo and another girl, they had left her standing alone in the corridor.
Shrugging she walked back over towards Bullet, "Want to go find Drake?" She asked the wolf with a mischievous smirk upon her face.
Even the wolf knew something was going to happen and from what he could tell, he didn't think it was good.

Walking along the corridor she tried to find her brother's room, since she couldn't hear him she would have to try and sense him.
After a while of walking around she finally found his room, knocking on the door and letting herself in she saw her brother terrified out of his mind in the corner of his room on his bed, along with a small dragon type creature which she found rather cute. She would go hug him later. The she saw a boy that she had met earlier. And he was manipulated water in his hand.
Her eyes widening in fear slightly before they began to glow.
Bullet pinned slightly as he placed his paws over his snout.

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Michael wasn’t sure if he should check out after the noise. After all, it wouldn’t be a surprise that he’s more prompted to danger under this form. Although, he is a dragon, and his humanoid form is only for convenience during classes. He wouldn’t mind to be studying in this form, but how is he supposed to handle a pencil without thumbs? Or the event been able to carry his stuff? However, he prefers to stay true to his origins, and not fall for being identified as a human with shape shifting powers. Besides, he got more in secret.

He walked around a bit, exploring the dorm room for the moment. Since it is the first day, Michael expected that they give the student the day for getting used to their new environment. Well, at least, he hoped. Getting to know people were one thing, but accepting the fact that he’ll be sharing a room with complete strangers was another. Fortunately, he already choose his bed before he turned into his small dragon as he would jump on one of the unoccupied bed, looking around at the others.

He was surprised by the look of Drake and Sera, wondering what is going on with them. He looked back at the kid that was manipulating water and he tilted his head. He couldn’t comprehend their emotion towards this kid. Maybe they see something that he couldn’t? No, to the little dragon, it was completely normal. For him, water was something he doesn’t bother much. He jumped down from his location and went up to Gregory, nudging him with his snout in curiosity, but gently.

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Feeling the gentle nudging of a snout, the porcelain-pale fluid-user lifted his head and drove his attention away from his papers, his eyes fixing upon the dragon as his thin fingers continued to roll the solid ball of swishing water in his hand. He lifted his head- and that's when he noticed the completely mortified, scared looks upon the sibling's faces.
And they seemed to be staring at his water.
Was it the water? Was it him? Did he look scary? Unless- they didn't like water. Were they fire mages?
Despite that, oh great.
He had to live with someone that was afraid of water. And Greg's life was dedicated to water. Dedicated.
The young adult curled his fingers and balled his hand into a fist, the water evaporating into the air and disappearing. His hands were dry, nevertheless, as he leaned down to gently pat the dragon on the head, eyeing Sera and Drake as he cracked an apologetic smile.
"I'm sorry about that," he said, "I'm a water user, so I tend to do that a lot. I did not realize you had a loathing towards it." On the inside, Greg was twitching, feeling his temper slightly flare in his chest. Come on now, Princeton. You couldn't get mad on the first day- or, hopefully, any day. He couldn't help it- and they couldn't help it, either, little that he knew- they couldn't even touch water. God, he'd have to vegetate somewhere and relax a lot, he already knew that much. Maybe at a swimming pool or a hot tub or just anywhere to take his mind off things. Come on, he was 18 now. He could do anything he wanted, really. Except drink- and besides, he didn't even like alcohol that much, so that was not an option for him. Water was his main fuel- so that's why there were at least 50 water bottles in his suitcase.
Well, probably not 50, but at least 10 that completely trampled his papers. He made sure to hide them away from Drake and Sera, though. He didn't need any more conflict to arise.
Leaning down into the suitcase, he dropped his hand from the furry creature's head and fumbled through the case, plucking out papers that was crumbled and messed up. He was a writer, that could easily be inferred, but he was absolutely disorganized. His cellphone was probably strewn around in the case too- and his acrylic paints that were probably bust open.
When he glanced inside, the acrylics were fine. Phew. He didn't need clown vomit staining his portable garage. God damn. His iPod was buried under the clumps of paper, too. It'd be like trying to dig a grave. Sighing to himself, the Princeton son pulled his papers into a stack and fixed them, pressing them together and keeping them organized with a blue paperclip he had in one of his writing folders. It was a good thing he had it there.
The most important thing though he had, and needed, was his little netbook. He'd type up his work into word files and save them on there, and he couldn't risk losing it all. It was, also, buried under the mass of papers, considering his suitcase was rather large. He couldn't imagine living without that netbook. But, he didn't need it right now, on the bright side. He just hoped they had wifi, and if they didn't, he'd probably just buy his own internet access. Not like it really mattered, anyways.
The main thing on his head though, was the worry of Drake's presence. He sincerely hoped he didn't have to hide his water all the time- and he hoped Drake wouldn't end up walking into his water, too. He didn't want to think of what could possibly happen.

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Sera and Drake Knight

They both watched as the water suddenly disappeared, as they seemed to relax more as he done this.
"Sorry we just can't touch water. It's harmful for us. Since it's something pure it doesn't agree with us" Drake told them with a sigh.
Walking across the room he bent down to stroke his sister black and white wolf. Bullet. But the wolf growled at him before speaking. "Don't even think of it Vampire" the wolf spoke allowed allowing everyone to hear.
Sera looked down at Bullet, a confused expression on her face. "Why do you hate him so much? I'm one to" She spoke calmly to him, the wold just just turned to her.
"You're my owner not him" He said before he padded of down the hall.
Sera just turned back to the others with an apologetic look on her face. Drake pouted as he made his way over towards his bed.
"Sorry about him. He's a bit.. well protective." She poke.
This caused Drake to smirk slightly. Turning to his two roommates he smiled slightly. "So do you guys wanna go do something?"