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Vincent Douglass Steele

"I know what you're feeling...you can't hide that part of you from me."

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a character in “The Arcana Academy”, as played by BrandedOne

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Full Name: Vincent Douglass Steele
Nicknames: Mr. Steele or Vince
Age: 24
Birthdate: 22 July, 1987
Home Town: Prestonsburg, Kentucky
Sexuality: Heterosexual

School: Arcana Academy-Teaches English and is the school Counselor.
Power: My power is that of an Empath. Due to strict training by my father, I learned to create a mental fortress around my mind to block out the rampaging emotions of the world around me. As an empath, I am unable to turn off my power, and as such will always pick up on the emotions and feelings of everyone around me. The fortress of my mind protects me, and keeps the onslaught from destroying my mind. This also has the side effect of making powers that affect the mind almost useless on me. I am able to "open the gates" as it were to let in a select few that I wish to read, mainly done with eye contact.
Likes: Helping the students, watching their eyes light up as they realize something, being able to counsel others, somewhat quiet places, all kinds of bread (he's addicted to it)
Dislikes: Being in large groups, seeing his students slack off when he's teaching, those that attack the mind, not being able to find a peaceful place to sit, excessively loud noises
Fears: My ultimate fear is that someone out there might break my mental defenses apart and subject my mind to the torrent of emotions and feelings that exist around me. This would effectively shatter my mind if my defenses went completely down.

Personality: I am the man that you'd find in my office or study, knee deep in papers or studies to occupy my time. I don't like being in large groups as they press on my defenses too hard and give me a headache. I enjoy the time I spend with my students and teaching them what I can to prepare them for the world. The one on one time I spend with my students in my office is also something I somewhat enjoy as I'm able to use my powers to help others. I might be considered a little closed off emotionally, but that's a side effect of the mental shielding that I use. I can only "peek out of the windows" emotionally while my defenses are up. This doesn't mean I'm without emotion, but that I won't react in a spontanious manner due to my emotions. My hold on them is very strong. While I don't mind the Noctrem students being at Arcana, I am cautious about them and don't want them to cause any problems. However, despite my employment at Arcana, I make sure I'm open to the students of both houses. That's just how I am, impartial and clinical.

History: Born to Stephen and Stephanie Steele, my life of seclusion started at a young age. Due to living on a farm, my work ethic was instilled from my early years, but I loved it. The times I spent with my family were the brightest and happiest moments of my life. I was an only child and was quite happy to help out where I could, even at my age. However, my life began to change once I turned ten. I woke up that morning and suddenly the world seemed so much louder, so much harsher. As I walked over to my father, I asked him what was going on, and why did he feel worried. I watched as my father adopted probably the oddest expression I'd ever seen, before being sat down and told about what was going on. That this thing happening to me wasn't something natural or that could be easily understood. That I would just have to trust in my father. That I was an Empath.

I was told of their abilites that day; to be able to feel the emotions and feelings of others. While my father beamed at the accomplishment, I merely stared at him and asked "How do I make it stop hurting?" Just smiling, my father told me about a secret he'd been keeping. That he was an empath himself, and that my ability was strengthed by our family line. Then my father instructed me in the mind arts, and about the ability to create a mental fortress to block out the world. At my curious expression of why, father explained that if I'd awakened in the middle of the city then my brain would have taken in all the emotions and thoughts of the hundreds of people around me all at once, effectively destroying my mind. I shut up after that. The next ten years were a whirlwind of activity and training for me as I swiftly outgrew my father in power.

Upon my eighteenth birthday, I set out into the world to make it on my own. Confident in my powers, I hoped to make it big in the cities but soon learned that such a large amount of people gathered in one spot pressed on my mental shields so badly that I got a migrane every time I got into a city. So, staying to the suburban and rural areas of the country, I spent the next year wandering the lands, and using my talents to aid people that needed it. That was a choice I made early on, that I would use my gifts to uplift, and not to destroy. However, once I made it to California, I decided that I liked the state. Quickly going to the nearest college, I was nearly turned down until they learned of my impressive ability to read others (they didn't know the real truth, but it was very close) and to their surprise, my gift for literature. Deciding to put me in on merit, I showed my aptitude for learning and graduated with a Master's Degree in Education and Psychology, leaving the college with a 4.0 GPA. Hearing about this school for gifted students called Arcana Academy, I went to apply for the position of either an English Teacher or a Counselor.

So begins...

Vincent Douglass Steele's Story

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The Empath


He was alone in a massive steel fortress, the clouds dark and stormy as he surveyed the world around him. The entire landscape was bleak and desolate, fires raged around the fortress as demons of rage, lust, envy, and greed; as well as spirits of valor, justice, tolerance, truth...they all beat at the steel walls, trying to claw their way in. Vincent knew exactly where he was too, this was his mind, and he stood upon the battlements of the fortress that protected it. At times, the young man hated his power, because he didn't know true rest like others did. His mind was always active, always alert to the emotions and dreams of others, that attempted to invade his mind, seeking to drive him to the point of raving. He just glared balefully at all the emotions at his walls before forcing himself to wake up.

As the man rose from his dreaming, Vincent merely looked out the window and sighed to himself. He knew that today was the day that the Noctrem students would be coming to live with the Arcana students, and tensions would be running wild along with the emotions that went with it. So, he got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Stepping into the hot water, he sighed outloud this time as he felt the raging emotions through the school. He felt them battering at his walls, trying to get in, but with a simple pulse of his power, they were driven back into silence once again. As he rinsed off, the young man stumbled and fell as he felt rage and anger so powerfully close to him. He knew those emotions...they belonged to Amy and Leo. I wonder what happened between them...or was there relationship issues? Vincent mused to himself before stepping out and hurridly drying off and changing into his usual gray suit with a red tie.

After moving from his bedroom, the young man grabbed some bagels and jam from his kitchenette before walking out his door and locking it. The empath was hit with a new wave of emotions as he noticed the Noctrem students already within the grounds, and probably seeing the room assignments. Vincent shuddered before collecting himself and moving on, forcing his way deeper into the emotional maelstrom. Eating as he walked, the man stopped in front of Leo's room before knocking loudly. "Leo? Are you in there?"

The Bioweapon


After walking back in through his window, the young man surveyed his single room before grinning to himself and stretching. Oh, how Keirol just loved to excercise in the training grounds. He suspected that he'd need to repair the place after accidently blowing part of the wall apart with a punch. "Oh well, the Old Man will tell me to do it later anyway." Shrugging to himself the young man quickly stripped off his clothing and walked into the shower to get the sweat and grim off of his body.

As he stood there, feeling the water run off his body, the young man merely smiled slightly to himself as he thought back on the month he'd spent before today, with the Noctrem blonde that encompassed his thoughts. As he got lost in thought, he couldn't help but think back to the day where he offically obtained a girlfriend, where Erin Hawthorne and he became a couple. That evening on the hillside was one of his most cherished memories, and he couldn't wait to meet her again. "Wait...isn't today the day where the Noctrem students come to live with us?" He asked himself aloud before grinning and hurridly drying off before throwing on a pair of jeans with sneakers and a button-up shirt and leaving his room. Using his key to enter the teacher's living quarters, he blinked at Mr. Steele at Leo's door before snagging one of his bagels and yelling inside the room. "Hey Old Man! Up and at it! We got work to do today!" Nodding to Vincent the young man left the teacher's section once more.

As he walked the halls, Keirol noticed the students milling about aimlessly, but he couldn't really care less. His attention was on trying to find two blondes. Once he walked further down the hallways, he found the two outside Jay's door. I wonder what they're doing here. He simply mused before leaning on the wall and looking into the room. "Erin, Cor. Good to see you two." He stated conversationally giving them both a smile. He knew what Cor thought of him, being an Arcana student and essentially Leo's son, but he actually liked hanging around her. The bitchy blonde had a way of spicing up life. He then winked at Erin and faced her completely. "How was your trip over?" He just looked at Jay and nodded to him in hello but he shot Killian a small glare.

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Character Portrait: Lulu Allen Character Portrait: Corentine Storm Quellen Character Portrait: Erin Hawthorne Character Portrait: Leonardo Marinos Character Portrait: Jackson Murphy Character Portrait: Drake Mauri Quellen
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Miss Amalthea Roerig

Amy hated throwing up. It was the most disgusting, repulsive thing ever, and she couldnā€™t even breathe as the little bit sheā€™d had to eat the day before kept forcing its way up and into the toilet she was bent over, blocking out airways. Soon, she could feel Leoā€™s hand gently gathering her hair, his other hand caressing her back and she felt herself growing thankful once more that this man loved her, even as she sat there, fighting to breathe while the lumpy, yellow substance forced its way up. Maybe this was a delayed allergic reaction to the red wine from last night? She was grasping at straws though, because she knew her body wouldā€™ve reacted sooner if that had been the case. The thing was, however, that others possibilities didnā€™t fit with this random pattern either. Tears began streaming from her eyes in frustration at her inability to breathe. When it finally stopped, Amy fell down onto her bum, heaving for air as she took some toilet paper and wiped her mouth, throwing it into the toilet afterwards.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Leo moving from her, filling a glass with water and she closed her eyes, trying to calm her body from the shock it had just experienced. Normally if a student had come to her with similar issues, she wouldā€™ve asked about sex, protection and the likes, because it would be one of the first signs of pregnancy. But with her, that simply couldnā€™t be the case. Sheā€™d only had sex last night, and before that, she hadnā€™t had sex in something like half a year or so. Besides, she was on the pill, not that it was a certain guarantee of anything, but still. The mere fact that she sexually couldnā€™t be suffering from morning sickness already, completely erased that possibility, so what was it? Then she heard Leoā€™s voice and her eyes fluttered open to see him. She smiled weakly at him as she took the glass, shaking a little. She would calm down in a bit, but right now her body was still adjusting. ā€œThanks,ā€ she said hoarsely before taking a big gulp of the water, closing her eyes as it soothed her aching throat and made her breathing much smoother.

Her eyes followed him as he poked his head out the bathroom door and she wondered who was knocking. Probably either Vince or Keirol. If it was important, Leo would merely take care of it. She wasnā€™t helpless after all. She could handle herself and she didnā€™t want him forsaking his Academy merely because she couldnā€™t keep her dinner down for some odd reason. Her ears perked when she heard Vinceā€™s voice, wondering what he wanted. She frowned slightly as she thought it over. Heā€™d probably felt the emotional explosion between her and Leo. She sighed, shaking her head a little. Sheā€™d have to talk to him about that. What if theyā€™d still been arguing? All in all, she didnā€™t want Vince coming by every time Leo and she had a blow-out, because she knew there would be more to come. Fine that he hadnā€™t tuned it out; he couldnā€™t help his powers any more than she or Leo could theirs, but he didnā€™t have to act on it. She knew heā€™d be understanding enough and respect her wishes on this. She couldnā€™t remember Vince ever being difficult in that department, which was why she loved him. As a friend, of course. Never more.

She smiled softly when Leo returned to her and she took another sip of the water, looking up at him through a veil of dark, thick eye lashes. ā€œItā€™s fine,ā€ she said, still smiling that soft smile of hers, ā€œIā€™m fine. Reallyā€¦ I donā€™t know what just happened.ā€ Truthfully, she did feel much better already, even though she had a terrible taste in her mouth, and probably even worse breath. Yuck. ā€œJust need to brush my teeth.ā€ She struggled to her feet again, quickly regaining her balance as she stood and went to the sink. She felt weak. Not only tired, but weak. Was she coming down with something? That was weird. She was literally never ill. Ever. Her magic provided some kind of shield, she supposed, supporting her immune defenses. She shook her head a little, trying to calm it as she took her toothbrush, adding toothpaste before she began brushing her teeth, getting rid of the vile remnants of her dinner. Sheā€™d actually puked in front of Leo. That when it hit her. This was downright embarrassing. What came next? Peeing with the door open? Gods. She shivered at the thought. What was he thinking? She glanced at him with toothbrush in her mouth, gauging his reaction for the first time since her ghastly display.




Drake Quellen

Drake laughed at Lorā€™s comment. Ah, this girl. He loved how she always played right along with his bullshitting. Not a lot of people had the wits to. Granted, he was good so it was understandable, but he always like a good game with an opponent who actually proved a challenge. ā€œWe could,ā€ he said thoughtfully, grinning down at her. ā€œBut I think it would qualify as damaging school property so Scary Marinos might give us a talking to.ā€ He wiggled his eyebrows at her and chuckled. He knew how close Lora felt to Leonardo Marinos, which was funny because the guy hated Drake. In truth, maybe that made Lora all the more appealing. It was just entertaining. In reality, Marinos had a stick lodged up his ass and Drake couldnā€™t help wonder what would happen if someone pulled it out. Ah hell, he had so many tongues up there it probably wouldnā€™t make much of a difference. Thinking of that, wasnā€™t Colby one of them? The thought made Drake smile. Maybe rooming with Colbs might end up pretty entertaining after all. As it was, however, he was considering how theyā€™d swing things because the way he saw it, they were both pretty sexual guys. In different ways. Very different ways, thank you.

Drake snorted in amusement at Lora comparing gypsies to Erin, ā€œno, I meanā€¦ thatā€™s her power. Erin goes all Hulk when sheā€™s pissed, and sheā€™s got a bit of a temper.ā€ He smiled secretively at how much that benefited him in reality. Then he laughed a little. ā€œSo yeah, I donā€™t think you can quite compare it, sweetheart.ā€ Soon, she was commenting on his roommate and Drake smiled casually. ā€œNah, Iā€™m good, really. Itā€™s fine.ā€ He didnā€™t mention how he was starting to consider the entertaining aspects of rooming with Colby. Honestly Drake rarely voiced his actual thoughts. He never lied either; he just withheld certain information he didnā€™t see fit to share. Not that people noticed. They were too caught up in his smiles and the fact that he always seemed so carefree and casual in everything he did. So they didnā€™t even notice. The same way they very rarely noticed that he didnā€™t actually give a shit about them.

He could easily narrow down the people he himself considered friends to one degree or another; Cor, Lora, Lulu, Jackson. Now, why was his sister on the list? Well, he sometimes disliked his sister to an extreme degree, but he knew she cared about him, just like he did her. They never showed it, but they did. Jackson had a stick up his ass, but Drake considered him a friend nonetheless. Maybe because Jackson was the kind of guy Drake knew he would be able to count on in a sticky situation and honestly theyā€™d grown to become pretty good friends this last month. Lulu spoke for herself; she was Lulu, and the same could be said for Lora who heā€™d known for years. So yeah, considering how many people thought themselves his friends, he didnā€™t really return the feeling a lot. Of course, Jaysin wouldā€™ve probably been on the list years back, but then heā€™d fucked Cor completely up by leaving and ignoring her existence, and now things were just fucking bungled. Theoā€™s ex, Scott wouldā€™ve been included too, but he was dead, soā€¦ yeah.

When Lora commented on him being Lazy, Drake merely smirked at her. ā€œYou say that like itā€™s something new,ā€ he countered. Of course, Drake wasnā€™t usually lazy. Not really. He was the kind of guy whoā€™d get up at 5 am in the morning just to get a good work-out before school, and he wasnā€™t being lazy right now either. He just frankly wanted to get the whole room-introduction thing over with so he could move on with his life. With her next comment, Drake laughed, ruffling up her hair just to show how easily he could reach. ā€œWhat kind of gypsy are you, forgetting your magnifying glass? Really, Lor. What would your mother say?ā€ He said playfully, feigning outrage at the fact, before grinning down at her. ā€œBesides, I thought weā€™d already settled that you need to stop dreaming about being taller than me.ā€

ā€œStrict?ā€ Drake repeated her words about Leo thoughtfully, almost tasting the word before laughing. ā€œThatā€™s an understatement. Heā€™s such a rule-rider, itā€™s almost embarrassing. Heā€™s going to have his work cut out for him now that all these idiots from Noctrem are moving in, though. My sister and her bitches are going to be hell to deal with while they get settled in, for instance. Now, theyā€™ll need to establish their little social order for real, and itā€™s going to cause trouble because those chicks want to be on top.ā€ He shook his head, smiling wryly before giving her a half-concerned look, ā€œbetter stay out of their way for the next couple of weeks, love.ā€ It was a rare show of affection from Drake. Mostly because it was genuine; not faked in any way. He actually was worried about Lor now that she was staying with Erin, and he knew Cor didnā€™t like his little gypsy friend. Never had. He didnā€™t want her getting hit in the crossfire, so to speak. Not that he didnā€™t know she could handle herself, but compared to some of these girls, Loraā€™s control of her magic was shady at best.

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With Vince not replying to him, Leo turned his attention back on the beautiful brunette who needed him most. He felt bad for snapping at her moments ago, when she had been feeling sick like this. Amy hadn't told him that she had been feeling sick, and he wished he hadn't acted that way towards her. At least she was drinking the glass of water that he had given it - it was something, at least to have back in her stomach, something to line it once again. Keeping a stomach completely empty after throwing up was one of the worst things, he had found, and water was one of the most refreshing things. His eyes were still filled with worry as he crouched down on the floor next to her, brushing a stray piece of hair back off of her clammy forehead. What had caused this illness of hers? She had been fine...

"No, I don't either." He repeated, his voice soft, mirroring the smile that Amy was putting onto her face. It did make him smile, knowing that even after being sick, she would do her best to look happy and smile in front of him. Leo practically jumped up from his position as Amy struggled to stand up, his arm coming to wrap around her waist, being careful not to put any pressure on her stomach. He didn't want her falling over, and would be by her side for as long as it took for her to regain stability once more. However, it didn't take her very long, and soon, the immortal male was letting her go, allowing her to move over to the sink. He followed her closely however, keeping a watchful eye on her. His worries still hadn't left his body, and his expression was a mixture of confusion and care. His Amy was never ill, and if she was, she would just heal herself upon learning about it, wouldn't she? There had to be something that had upset her stomach - something out of the ordinary.

The only thing out of the ordinary that had happened, was that the two of them had slept together for the first time the night before, but that couldn't have anything to do with it? Unless it was the strange sensation of it, put together with the lack of sleep? Yes, that had to have something to do with it - the lack of sleep! Leo soon realized that he was standing there like a gormless idiot, pondering over the reason why his girlfriend had been ill, with the stupidest look on his face. He stood up properly, moving to once again place his hand on her side.

"Do you think it could have been the lack of sleep? A disruption to your usual sleep pattern?" He asked her, his head cocking to the side like a puppy-dog. "Shit, I need to get ready... I'm sorry to rush you baby, I really am. But... we need to get ready for the assembly." He spoke softly, pressing his lips to her cheek, his eyes changing from serene worry, to alarming panic. "Do you want me to leave so you can shower? I'd rather not leave you on your own though."

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Character Portrait: Leonardo Marinos Character Portrait: Amalthea Desolee Roerig Character Portrait: Christopher Russell Character Portrait: Vincent Douglass Steele
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Miss Amy Roerig

Amy was a little confused at first, having hugged Chris. He seemed unsure of what to do. She frowned, drawing back to look up at him, bemused expression in place. He stepped back simultaneously, finally having said her name and she blinked up at him, waiting for everything to sink in on his side of things as well. As her old friend looked her over, she wondered briefly if maybe he blamed her for not taking to him at all after leaving Arcana, but the doubt fled as soon as he grinned and swept her into another hug. She couldnā€™t help the small giggle escaping her lips. She was just so happy to see him; it felt incredible, because just as she did, she realized how much sheā€™d really missed him. How much heā€™d been missing in her life, and how amazing it could be now that he was back in it. Sheā€™d missed their friendship. ā€œHavenā€™t changed one bit?ā€ She teased, grinning, ā€œnow, I know thatā€™s a lie.ā€ Then she shook her head, still smiling brightly up at him. ā€œAs for how long Iā€™m here, I donā€™t have an expiration date, so Iā€™m thinking for as long as it makes me happy.ā€ With that, she dared a glance at Leo, not able to keep her eyes off of him.

However, that short glance also meant she noticed the way he was practically glaring at Chris. What was up with that? Heā€™d been perfectly polite and friendly minutes earlier. She shook out of it, smiling at Chris. ā€œHow about you? Oh, and Iā€™m fine.ā€ She laughed softly, ā€œin fact, Iā€™m great.ā€ She squeezed him once more, resting her head against his shoulder briefly while she murmured her observation about his appearances. Then she let go of him, just having realized why Leo would be looking more or less murderous just then. He didnā€™t like her hugging Chris? Leo was jealous? Why? He didnā€™t glower at Vince when she hugged him, so how was Chris any different? She did feel her stomach fluttering a little in excitement, though, some unknown part of her loving his possessiveness. Soā€¦ male. And so hers. Thinking about it, maybe she was slightly happy that Leo didnā€™t get close to other women. That meant there was no reason for her to be jealous, because she imagined sheā€™d be just as bad as Leo.

When Chris replied to her comment, she laughed. ā€œYeah, with a pensioner discount too.ā€ She bit back, teasing glint in her eyes. Sheā€™d deal with Leo and his issues later. Because they were completely unfounded and she did not like itā€¦ at all. Nope, not one bit. Okay, maybe it was a little hot. But then, lately it seemed she found everything about him hot. Lately? Year right. More like always. She cocked her head slightly when he told her heā€™d been through a lot, wondering what he was talking about. She smiled up at him. ā€œWeā€™ll catch up soon, okay? And you can tell me all about everything.ā€ She turned slightly to look at Leo when Chris spoke to him, and when the man didnā€™t reply, Amy shook her head, sending Chris a soft smile. ā€œIā€™ll help you out with the information bit later, honey. And the-ā€œ She was interrupted when sound emanated from Chrisā€™ phone, and gathered her hands in front of her, only nodding slightly when he made comments. Leo was going to be a pain to deal with, she could tell, so Chris accidentally breaking the rules, was going to be a slight issue. Oh, if he was going to take out that jealousy on Chris, he was getting a piece of her mind.

Once Chris has finished texting, Amy was about to say something when Leo interrupted and she inwardly sighed, already knowing this was not going to be a very friendly conversation anymore. And she was right. As Leo spoke, a very clear dismissal of Chris, Amy almost wanted to scowl right back at him, for his tone, and for his treatment of Chris in all. Way to make the new teacher feel welcome. She turned fully towards him, the look in her eyes clearly saying, ā€œreally, Leo? Really?ā€ She crossed her arms over her middle, raising an eyebrow when Leo more or less ordered her to go with him. There was no question in it whatsoever, and it hadnā€™t even been directed at her. He was going to order her around now? She took a deep breath, calming herself so that Chris wouldnā€™t notice her irritation. Fortunately she had her back to him, which made things easier. She would apologize to him on behalf of Leo later, or make the proud Spartan do it himself. Just earlier theyā€™d had a discussion, and now they were going to again? Amy sighed, rubbing her right temple with a couple of fingers before shaking her head. ā€œRight, medicine,ā€ she finally murmured, playing along.

She glanced behind her at Chris, giving him a soft, warm smile. ā€œIā€™ll see you later, okay? Iā€™ll come by your quarters.ā€ Then, without another word, Amy took the lead, headed towards Leoā€™s office. It was among the few places that were sound proof and she felt like screaming at him tonight. Then sheā€™d probably give over her body while taking his, because god help her, she was just as turned on as she was infuriated. Which only served to agitate her further. Why did she find his jealousy to damned arousing? She was only supposed to be angry with him at his way of handling it, not want to throw herself at him all the while. Infuriating man, she thought to herself as the sound of her heels echoed around the halls.