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She pulled her shirt off without inhibition and started to pull the somewhat wrinkly garment over her shoulders. "You might here some bad things about me." Her voice was muffled by the clothing in her face. "And some of the stories will be true. You can trust me though. I don't mean any permanent harm on people." As she pulled her head out and shook her hair free of the shirt she smiled at Dana. "For the most part."
When she was dressed she shoved her discarded clothes into the corner of the room before beginning a search of the room. "One thing I always do in a new place is make sure I know everything about it. The room is really similar to my dorm last year, but you never know what surprises you might find." She explained to the human girl as she pulled open empty drawers and glanced into the bathroom and closets. Soon enough the werewolves wouldn't be able to tell where her scent hadn't been. Looking out the window, she saw it would be quite a drop to the ground, but the building was made of old stone and it had lots of handholds. She had climbed down the walls to escape an isolation class she had been sentenced to last year. She couldn't remember the reason for the punishment, which made it quite useless, but the classroom full of werewolves had been utterly unimpressive to her. Dirty looks, and bared teeth, but no action until the teacher had been called away. Then, a few of the more vicious ones had turned on her. She knew that she wouldn't come to harm, but her pranks had bothered several of them and it was perilously close to a full moon. So, before one of the furbags could grab her she had slipped out the classroom window with her school bag on her back, and climbed down the ivy covered stone wall. She smiled to herself at the memory. Of course, she had earned two extra days of isolation because of the escape, but it had been fun!
Satisfied her investigation had brought out of the ordinary to her attention, and that the werewolves would be unable to tell where she had not been, she went back to her bed, pushing the boxes and bags to the ground in one heap before dropping onto it with a self indulgent sigh.
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Colette's dramatic brows rose in shock before she scoffed loudly, "Your mother must be under some pressure this year." She said simply, though her mouth was pulled down into a frown, "Male werewolves I can deal with. All that pent up testosterone and ruggedness, you know?" Colette said, remember her ex boyfriend Jason (werewolf) who had been expelled a while back after a rather nasty break up. Quite the temper, but also quite the body. "But the girls? I could do without them." Colette said with a flick of her hand as though she was warding off some invisible bug. She didn't look particularly enraged or disgusted because she didn't care all to much about werewolves while the other vampires seriously seemed to really despise them. In her case, she didn't think it was worth the time or energy to hate all of them. If a few pissed her off then yes, they had better watch out... but that went for any of the races.
āI suspect itās even worse than living with Ambrose.ā She added in a disgruntled fashion
She laughed brightly, not bothering to hold down her skirt like Alisha had, and elbowed her playfully in the side, "Well why don't we trade next summer? I'd gladly live with him." They had reached the top of the stairs now and begun down the hall to their dorm room, shoes echoing on the stone walls.
āBut you met the human boy you say. Most humanās are clumsy, itās there nature to make mistakesā she murmured. āIs he handsome?ā she added talking Coletteās language in an attempt to lighten her own mood.
Colette considered the question for a moment, as though it was a life or death situation, and then finally said, "He's cute. Sort of like a little doll and he hardly speaks." With that she opened the door to their dorm room and entered. Her things were already all put away so she walked across the large room and collapsed gracefully onto her soft bed.
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She looked away from Katri as she was changing, but didn't miss a beat. "If I hear anything worth bothering about I'll just ask you," Dana assured her, sitting criss-cross style. "I donāt hold much merit in rumours to begin with."
She paused for a moment then looked towards the door, wondering when the other two were going to arrive.
āI hope everyone gets along alrightā¦ā she muttered, mostly to herself as she nervously bit her bottom lip. Everyone was so segregated here. It was impossible to guess how her dorm life was going to turn out.
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Bracing herself, she pressed herself into motion and strolled into the dorm, affecting a genial smile at the two other girls and dropping her pack onto her designated bed.
"Hey Katri." she said warmly, trying to keep things sweet for now, realising that any percieved animosity or suspicion would most likely work against her at this stage, "You have a good summer?"
She looked across at Dana and her expression warmed further. "Dana right? Sorry Ms Cane went and mentioned you by name in her opening, but if it makes you feel better she's done it to others in previous years. I think it's because things in the school are changing a lot and she's such an old stickler she doesn't know how to deal with it except blurting it out in neon letters to everyone. Still, nice to see you, I'm Tabitha. Tabby, or whatever you like really."
Tabby glanced at the fourth, empty bed, and wondered where Alexia had gotten to. They'd been seperated after the assembly, but Tabby had assumed that she was following not too far behind. It gave her a little chill...there had been something odd about the way Alexia was so withdrawn and quiet.
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"Pleasure to meet you, Tabby," Dana answered, returning her smile. "I'm Dana, which you already guessed. It was a little embarrassing being called out, but nothing I can't handle," she explained with a blase tone, acting as if she hadn't wanted to crawl under a table and hide with a blush from her head to her toes.
A knock on their door made her jump slightly, but she made it to the door before the other two. Opening it, there was a stern looking woman standing there, a faculty member she supposed. The hallway outside was still crowded with girls and boys heading to their respective dorms. She talked to her for a moment in a quiet voice, then closed the door.
"It seems our other roommate, Alexia I think, won't be joining us," she told the other two girls with a small frown. "Something about a trip for the school? Whatever the case, I suppose it's just the three of us for now." She walked back over to her bed and plopped back down, shrugging at the two before reaching down to the floor and grabbing one of her reference books, a review guide.
"Once everyone gets settled, we should introduce ourselves to the girls in the room next door. We're sharing a bathroom," she added in a detached voice, her eyes moving across the pages in her hand.
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"Really?" she said, barely able to mask her concern, "Oh OK, well I guess we have a spare bed then. Not to worry."
Tabby watched Dana discreetly as she looked at the book she picked up, which didn't exactly seem like light bedtime reading. The human seemed nice...and what's more she seemed fairly cerebral, serious about school...dare she say even smart? That was a surprise. Could it be that the council had decided to let someone in who might actually be in line for a promising career? Not someone who wouldn't be too badly missed if they ended up having their vascual system treated like a mobile drinks vendor.
"Mmm," she replied with a cagey smirk as Dana suggested saying hello to the girls next door. Tabby had seem the dorm list...she knew who they were sharing the bathroom with, and she had every intention of getting her routine out of the way early enough each day that she wouldn't have to share excess breathing space with any of them. Especially Alisha and Colette. Tabby tried to think of the most diplomatic way to air her concern. "That's a really nice idea Dana. I don't know them all that well myself. You seem real friendly...I hope people give you credit for it because, y'know, it really is a mixed bunch here. Some people you just can't please and you'll just come a'cropper trying."
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āMy room was⦠second floor,ā Thyme murmured to himself before entering the building. He traced the banister of the staircase with his hand as he ascended, vaguely wondering when the school facilities had last been renovated. Going down the corridors, his thoughts wandered back to his roommates again. Seeing as heād taken his time, surely most of the others had already settled in? While pondering this and the tiresome days to come, he nearly passed by his own door.
He hesitated for a moment, but decided to knock before opening the door wide. āAh, hello,ā Thyme called when he saw people already there⦠although the greeting was more directed towards the human. Was the human⦠sparkling? Thyme caught the smell of aged wood in the air, and he scowled. What the smell and metallic glint was, he wasnāt too sure, but for all he knew, it could be silver. āThat would be a wonderful way to start of the yearā¦ā
Unable to think of much more to say, Thyme awkwardly made his way to his assigned bed, briefly counting his suitcases to make sure they all made it there. He ought to unpack, but⦠it seemed so tedious. Heād always have time for that chore later. For now, he decided to take a moment to let laziness take over and just relax. Someone had decided to turn on some music, and he vaguely recognized the melody. He wondered if he should try to be more interactive with his new roommates, but Thyme wasnāt at all sure how to go about doing that. He instead, kicked off his shoes and lied back, falling into his bed. He noted that the mattress was too firm for his liking.
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