Damien sat in the corner of the room, a small, slightly creepy smile on his face as he watched the extreme amounts of people. He watched as people barged past others, and he laughed slightly when some fell. It was rather amusing to see everyone falling over. He playfully threw his dorm keys up into the air, and grabbed them as they came down. He had to admit, being early had its perks. Sirius and Kyouki probably wouldn't agree.
He smiled slightly more when he saw Sirius barrel into Kyouki and the two went flying, landing in a heap at his feet. He spoke, his voice soft and gentle, but with a firm tone. "Get your act together, you two. Wouldn't want anyone thinking bad of us, would we?" He muttered, adjusting his scarf so it covered his mouth. He walked past everyone, and sat down on the floor, hugging his knees in the shadow.
Sirius and Kyouki"Hey! Stop it, Zombie-Head!"
"Shut it, Fanged Freak!"
The two shouted, practically throttling each other. They were like cat and dog, never to really get along. There was a reason Damien never invited them to come to places with him.
Sirius attempted to Fly-kick Kyouki, and she did the same to Sirius. Damien slapped both of them. "Stop it." He hissed.
The TrioThe three, after checking they all got their dorm keys, shuffled to the auditorium once summoned, and Damien smiled at Tobias. As far as he could tell, Tobias and Lucius got along pretty well. That is, when Lucius wasn't being an idiot. Damien chuckled to himself. He was pretty sure that was right.
Sirius latched onto Damien when they were given the rules. Under his breath, Sirius whispered to Damien. "Dude.. Do we need to drag the Zombie around?"
Damien turned, his eyes like cold steel. "Kyouki is nice. And so are we, Sirius. So. Are. We.."
Sirius shuddered. Damien was a creepy mofo, but he liked him. After all, he was his guardian.
Kyouki creepily stared at Darius. Not in any other way. He scared her. Only a little though. She gently rubbed her Scythe's blade, smiling as she did so. She awoke from her trance when she heard Sirius exclaim at the fact he wasn't roomed with Damien. "What?! I'm not with you? Aw.. I wonder who I'm with, then. Kyouki, what's your key number?"
"Hm? Oh.. 108." She muttered, Sirius fist pumping because he wasn't roomed with her. "What're you two?"
Damien looked up and smiled. "107. We're next to eachother. "
"Awh! That's not fair, Damien! You two get to room near eachother! I'm further.. Uh.. 105. Two dorms away."
Damien face-palmed a little, and dragged the two into the cafeteria with the others. He sat in the corner where there was least sunlight. Sirius and Kyouki moved over to the more center tables. Damien took off his scarf, and replaced the cover on his face with a mask, and the scarf morphed into a book. Namely, the Rivera family tree. He read through it, while the others decided to chat idly. Kyouki remembered one of the rules, and made her scythe fade away.
So this is home now? I have to admit, it's nice. I'm guessing head of comfy-chairs-and-beds-and-such was Dad. Heheh. I'll have to find out later. I hope nobody is intimidated by the fact that I'm a pureblood, though. It'd get messy if they did. Mainly because I have a bad temper when it comes to dealing with idiots. Kyouki, Sirius? Ugh. To be honest, I know everything about Sirius, but nothing of Kyouki. She carries around that weird Scythe like it's a pet, though. Calls it uh.. Sezu, I think... Ah, well. This school will be fun. He thought, relaxing into his small corner. He was sitting on the clean floor, hugging his knees as always, reading the book idly. It was more or less just looking at his dad as a child. He had little similarities, as he took after his mother.
He stretched, and his book returned to its scarf state. The hands sorted his mask, and he sat, watching the room.