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Megan walks into the room full of the new arrivers. Being one of the top in her age group she has been picked to help the new people. She is wearing a simi-ŧight, short black dress with heels and her hair down. She walks over to where the other leaders are, a lot being each person gets their own leaderto help them around the mansion. She flashes her eyes her werewold color and gives a small, but loud enough to be heard, growl towards a tall blonde guy standing in the back of the group of leaders.

Traril sits with his face plunged into a book, the cover decorated with what looks like a red head samurai with an over sized sword, when he hears the growl. Looking up he sees a woman with her eyes the color of a wolfs. His eyes can't help but notice how short her dress is and quickly looks away. Trying to focus in on his book again but his eyes keep drifting from the images of the samurai and back towards the woman with the black dress. Traril begin to shift in his spot wincing a little in pain.

The blonde guy walks towards the girl who gave the growl and she pushes him away making him stumble backwards a few steps.

"Don't make me angry right now Mike." The girl says quietly. "I don't want to shift in here." She quickly adds giving him a reason to stop.

He shrugs and sits in one of the seats in the front. "Whatever, Megan." He says and smirks.

Megan shakes her head and rolls her eyes taking a seat in the far back left corner of the group, as far away from him as she can get.

Watching the woman and the man fight over the edge of his book peeked Traril's interest in what was going on at the mansion. Getting up Traril carefully put his book in his red messenger bag and looked around for the woman again. He scanned the crowd of chairs were all of, what Traril assumed were, people who have lived at the mansion for a while. Finding getting to the faces in the back Traril say the woman and slowly paced him self towards her.

Finally getting to the back of the crowd Traril spoke simply and quietly, keeping his eyes on the floor while still addressing just the woman "Ummm whats going are here? Why is everything seem to be taking to long?" pausing for a moment trying not to ask but letting curiosity win "And what happened between you and that other guy back there, it seemed quick but in a way fierce."

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Nicolette carried her luggage into the massive mansion doors. Upon arrival she noticed a large amount of people have either been admitted or admitted themselves into the mansion. Two people that especially caught her eye was a blonde woman and a strange blue-haired boy. Nicolette chuckled to herself as she had thought of the boy as "strange and blue-haired" because in reality, her hair was a bright florescent teal color.

Not knowing what to do with her carry-ons, Nicolette simply made her way into the humongous crowd and then seating herself on the few chairs left. She listened to the murmurs and mumbles of the people around. They were all asking each other what supernatural power they had and what they were. Being somewhat shy, Nicolette glued her eyes to the screen of her phone hoping people would notice maybe she was doing something and didn't stop to converse with her.

Megan looks up the boy. "Waiting on everyone to arrive here then all the guests will get paired with someone and for the first few weeks they will be showed around the mansion and where therir classes are. What happened between my ex and I has nothing to do with you." She says looking around in the crowd seeing a girl looking at her phone then back to the boy.

"What is yourname anyway? I'm Megan, one of the leaders or helpers. I've been going here since I wass 13 and found where I was hidden. I'm sure youwill love it here so stay out of trouble is my biggest advice" She says pulling the hem of her dress down some then fixing the top part.


When everyone arrives and is in their seats she tells the boy to take his seat. After he is seated I stand up.

"In just a second, each of you will be paired with one of us seated in the front." She says and moves her hand in front of them. "I am Megan, I've been here since I was 13 so about six years now. I am who you will come to if you have any small problems that don't need to be taken to the dean, Mr. Twilight. I am a student here so for some of you I may be seen in your classes, I may be seen in the halls, lunch room, library, anywhere really. For the people younger than eighteen or nineteen, you may see me in gym." She says as the others stand up. "Now, a helper or leader will becoming to get yound take you to your dorm room. You will be roomed with two others of the same gender and the helpers will room there for a while but keep their things in their own room." She finishes up and each person has a helper, the girl she noticed earlier paired with Mike, the blonde guy Megan was fight with, her ex. The only student left is the boy she was talking to a little while ago.

She walks over to him. "Come on." She says and looks at her packet. "Traril, you are in the dorm with a star, and room 112." Megan says and start wlking to the door, the only sound is her heels on the wood floor.

Mike walks over to the girl. "Hello Niccolette, you are in the dorm with three dots, room 321." He says and smiles slightly going to the door, raising a finger for you to follow.

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Looking up at the blonde haired man, Nicolette almost let out a soft sigh but then quickly thought against it. "Hello Nicolette, you are in the dorm with three dots, room 321." Hesitantly she stood up and began to follow the man. She'd seen him and the blonde girl "fighting" earlier so she wasn't exactly sure whether to trust him or not.

Nicolette turned to look at the boy. He seemed pretty neutral. But of course Nicolette seemed neutral too until you ticked her off and she went ape mode. Nicolette wondered if the boy could already tell what kind of supernatural being she was. It's not like it wasn't obvious. Thinking off into space the only quiet sounds Nicolette was hearing was the rolling of the wheels on her extremely large suitcase.

He walks to a large building with three dots and opens the door to let you in. He then walks down the hallway not even bothering to check the numbers. He turns down one of the halls and then down another opening a smaller door for a dorm room.

"Room 321." He says in a deep, but friendly tone. He walks inside and puts a packet on the counter. "There should be two more girls around your age coming in here. You will live here until age 25 or when you can control your powers without thinking. Here is some advice, stay away from the older people that are almost out of this place in case they become teachers. Also be sure to not make Megan mad. Her wolf does what it wants, comes when it wants, like this morning she had to get away from me before she shifted. But don't be afraid she won't hurt you without meaning to, same with her wolf." He smiles a little.

"I'll be right back, going to get some sheets for the beds. Like Megan said, I'll be rooming in here for a few weeks along with two other helpers." He winks and walks out of the room.

"Oh... My name is Traril and I normally do, no need to worry." watching Megan get up Traril decided to pull his book back out and get back to reading. Half listening to Megan speak up from Traril makes it through a few pages in his book. He notices nobody comes towards him when everyone starts getting paired up with leader. He sees Megan ex Join a blue haired girl on the other side of the room. thinking "Blue hair i wonder if its died or if she can morph too?" As people start to leave Traril notices Megan approach him again.


Following Megan and listening to the gentle clack of her heels Traril tries to read his book as he walks but there is just to many people to try to work through. Putting his book back Traril tries starting up conversation "Megan are we allowed to talk about each others powers here? kinda like asking what your is?" Trying not to be rude while asking as he hopes that the rules here aren't like the academy from Rosario+Vampire.

Click. The double doors of the mansion clicked shut behind the female after she entered. Charlotte had snuck out last night, like she tended to randomly. Sneaking out wasn't frequent for the blonde, but on some nights she had an incredible urge to get away and wallow in the utter darkness. After all, it's what made her the happiest she could be. Just as she was entering, she saw the crowd of people that had gathered disintegrating. She assumed the crowd to be filled with the leaders/helpers of the house and the 'newbies'. This resulted in a silent and meaningful 'thank you', for Charlotte had a tendency to close-to-never associate with people. It wasn't her favorite thing in the world to do, but she did when she had to.

Fixing her hair and examining her outfit, Charlotte settled with how she looked and decided she looked presentable enough. After all, she was wearing a white camisole that was tucked into black high waisted shorts, with combat boots to complete the look. She let her hair hang freely down her back. Quite frankly, the teen could care less what others thought about her looks. She couldn't change how she looked, nor did she care to. Taking the steps one by one, Charlotte watched as other teens found their rooms, assisted by a leader or helper. By the time she reached the top of the steps, most of the crowd had found their rooms. She wandered the halls and looked at the doors, some opened, some closed. She enjoyed seeing new faces of other people and wondering about what each was capable of. Eventually her footsteps came to a stop when she spotted Mike, one of the leaders, leaving a room with three dots on it. She has never been very fond of the male, even before he started going out with Megan, a leader and individual she considered to be on better terms with. Megan and she have been at the mansion for quite sometime, compared to some of the other individuals here.

Albeit, Charlotte stepped out of the way for Mike to pass through, and then moved back to the middle of the hallway. She took a few more steps until she was in the doorway. A female with vibrant hair was in the room, and Charlotte took a moment to examine her like she did with most whose doors were ajar. Without thinking before she spoke, Charlotte blurted out the first thing that came to her mind. "You know, this place isn't too bad." She leaned against the door frame and crossed her arms. "It may seem completely different that what you're used to since you're living amongst potentially dangerous strangers, but this house grows on you, along with some, if not most, of the people." She figured if anything, she could give the new girl a heads up about the mansion.

Megan glances over her shoulder at Traril. "And why would there be rules not to ask?" She says before turning and looking ahead. "I'm one of the werewolves here." She says quietly not wanting anyone to be afraid of her.

She continues to walk to his dorm building and opens the door. She looks around messing with small scratches on the wall from the past few years with a newly painted nail. "It's been so long since I was needed in these dorms. I'm normally put with other weres but-" She shrugs and continues down the hall, turning every once in a while till she stops at the room 112.

She opens the door and walks inside putting a packet on the table. "Make sure everything is filled in correctly and add any other important notes, anything you don't like, allergies, whatever." Megan says and walks over to the window opening the blinds.

"I'm not completely sure if anyone else is roomed with you. If you don't like being alone, I can get someone from another room or Mike or I can stay in here with you." I say. "Unpack your things and I'll show you around the mansion or answer questions." She says and dusts off the couch sitting down. "This room isn't bad, just hasn't been used in a while." She adds.

Alex walked down the hallway of the manison surprisingly bored. He didn't know what to do until he saw Megan helping another kid at his dorm. "sweet another shifter" he said to himself and walked up to both of them. "hey megan" he said with a smile "whose the new guy" he said looking over the kid. "hmm I wonder if he's into pranking people" he thought. "anything I can do to help the new guys?" he asked

Megan looked over to Alex. "Don't address him as 'new kid'. His name is Traril. And can you get some sheets from the hall closet?" She asks and grabs her clipboard and doing her weekly paperwork the helpers had to do. They were given more due to the arrival of more people, counting up the number of new people in each dorm, what room they were put in, new powers never brought to the mansion, etc.

"New guy.... ugh...." Traril mumbled to himself. Looking over to Megan "Who is he? And please tell me he is not rooming with me, I like have my space. Less problems that way" getting quieter as he finishes. Traril begins pulling out all of his books from his suit case and putting them on the self eventually reveling the measly amount of clothes he brought. Nervous about being asked about it Traril starts explaining the lack of clothes "I couldn't leave my manga behind but I could only had a suit case and my shoulder bag..... And I needed hygiene stuff in my shoulder bag and I had all my manga...." Starting to get a bit faster at the end their putting the last of the books on the shelf. Taking a moment to think about what all just happened Traril realized what Megan said and just blurts out "What you stay here but the dorms aren't co-ed!?" turning red as he says it and begins to change form into the samurai on the cover of the book from his bag.

"whoa bite my head off jeez megan" he said shaking his head. "I didn't know his name" he finished as he walked down the hallway to grab the clean sheets. He walked back to the room just intime for Traril to ask who he was. "ahem I my good friend am Alex Williams at your service. I am the resident prankster and a shifter as well I prefer to transform into animals rather than people but I'll do anything to get a good laugh" he said with a small smile. "and I see you've already met megan the stick in the mud"

Megan looks at Traril. "No, he is not rooming with you. Please stay in your normal form." She says quietly. She stands up.

She looks towards Alex as he starts to talk. "You could call hi something els." She says. Megan takes the sheets and starts putting them on the bed. At Alex's comment about the stick in the mud, she growls and where she used to be is a white wolf, growling.

She runs out of the room and comes back five minutes later, her eyes just going normal. "Never, ever insult me like that. That goes for you to Traril." She says sounding annoyed and angry.

"I was changing form...." Looking in the mirror Traril notices his clothes are beginning to look black and flowy and his hair is a bright orange. Focusing for a second he returns to his blue haired form. Looking back at Megan to make sure his form looks normal he notices the bright color in her eyes from when see was arguing with her ex. And she then quickly runs out of the room

Traril just trys to ignore Alex as he stands around. Traril starts putting his clothes away, all of 3 pairs of jeans, 3 shirts, a few sets of boxers and a fresh bag of new socks. When Traril puts his suitcase in the closet Megan returns, sound still angry at Alex and says "Never, ever insult me like that. That goes for you too Traril." Traril just glares at Alex the while before asking "Megan you think you could show me around the Mansion a little more, maybe introduce me to a few people that aren't to pushy or anything like that..." Traril start to get twitchy even asking that much, even more than when he usually is nervous. Looking over at Alex though he just sigh and states bluntly "Alex could you just leave please I need space away from your 'pranks' or whatever." Before trying to find somewhere to put his shoulder bag.

Megan nods, walking over to the table where her clipboard is laying. She picks it up and walks towards the door. "By the way Traril, if anyone annoys you or pranks you, you bring it to me not the dean. Only thing to take to the dean are really major things like-" She pauses to think. "Death or broken bones. Also, if you hear anyone say anything like Alex did about me be sure to let me know. If I find out and you knew you would join in on his punishment, which will most likely see the form you just saw." Megan says and walks out into the hallway giving Alex a small push towards his room then making her way to the door of the dorm.

"If you spot Mike, just keep walking, no second glances. If he walks over and I start yelling, silently move away butstay where you can see me. If I happen to walk away, follow at a safe distance." She says opening the large double door, holding it for him.

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Nicolette noticed another voice coming from the doorway. She glanced over to see a young woman leaning against the door frame. ""You know, this place isn't too bad. "It may seem completely different that what you're used to since you're living amongst potentially dangerous strangers, but this house grows on you, along with some, if not most, of the people." Smiling, Nicolette looked up to her. "Yeah I guess it isn't too bad. These dorms are actually surprisingly very cozy. And plus I've recognized some people here so that's always nice." Nicolette started to unpack and then forgot something very important. She stood up and brushed off her crop top.

"I'm Nicolette by the way. And I'm guessing you'll be my roomate name...?" As Nicolette waited for the girls name, she held out her hand.

"hey" he said as she pushed him towards his room. "okay okay I'll lay off the pranks for a while and I'm sorry I called you a stick in the mud." he added. He began walking with her towards his room. When she mentioned mike. "hey Megan if he becomes to much of a problem I can always do something really nasty to him." Alex said witha smile

With Megan and Alex gone Traril actually finds his room kinda lonely... He sits down on the couch and looks around, its dark and dusty the over head light looks like it need a new bulb it gives off almost nothing. The bed is decent size, enough for maybe two people if they had to share, the new sheets are a bright contrast in the room. There is plenty of space in the room for another bed and furniture it looks like he could maybe set up something like a television set and some classic games.

Looking at the window nearby Traril notices not much light shines in through them a bit to his liking. Traril begins thinking "better to stay away from people where they can't see him. But Megan seemed nice maybe I should try to be friends with her, especially after how drab my room felt when she left" Traril gets up and decides he needs to do something about all of his problems but doesn't know how.... " I don't want to bother Megan but.... " Traril decides to just starting wandering in and out of all the different dorms for a while.

The teenager examined the newcomer as she spoke and started to unpack. Her response was happy and friendly, which made Charlotte feel uncomfortable for a split second. However the female didn't show her brief awkwardness. She tried her best not to be anything but calm around people, but sometimes she had a few slipups. Didn't everyone? Unfortunately Charlotte's always seemed to be worse that most, considering what would happen when she lost grip.

"I'm Nicolette by the way. And I'm guessing you'll be my roomate name...?" Nicolette's hand extended towards Charlotte, causing the 19 year old to look at it. Nodding her head at the female, Charlotte smirked, keeping her arms crossed. Her response was its usual dreary, boring tone. "I'm Charlotte. It's a pleasure to meet you." After replying, the teen's eyes scanned the room. It was like all the others in the house, despite posters and such some individuals had hung on their walls. "I'm not exactly a helper, so I was never assigned to room with a newcomer, but if you want me to stay I will." A small smile formed on the girl's face as she looked at Nicolette. Charlotte had practically stayed in the same room since she arrived at the mansion. She didn't mind, in fact she liked it. Rooming with a new person would probably be temporary, but if the girl wanted her there, why not? Nicolette could possibly be a friend to her, but who knows? Friends always seemed to come and go, no matter what the bond between the people was like.

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Nicolette took back her head and nodded with a smirk. Charlotte seemed like an extremely nice woman but she also seemed stubborn. "I'm not exactly a helper, so I was never assigned to room with a newcomer, but if you want me to stay I will." Seeming confused for a quick second, Nicolette turned up to look at Charlotte. "Oh I don't mind. You've probably been here much longer than I have anyways. Plus don't worry about helping, I'm a huge OCD freak anyways." Nicolette smiled and then trotted of back to her suitcase. "Which bed are taking? You can get first pick," She said without looking back up at Charlotte. Instead Nicolette stared at the items in her suitcase running a second check making sure everything that she needed was packed neatly.

With Nicolette's response, Charlotte grinned. She stood up straight, not leaning against the doorframe anymore, and walked into the room. Speaking as she walked, she looked at the lighting in the room and where each bed was. "You're correct with that. I've been here since I can remember. It's good to hear you like things clean, because I don't do messes or messy places." Seeing as the bed furthest to the right was in brighter lighting and the bed to the left side was in dimmer lighting, Charlotte took the opportunity to steal the bed on the left. "The darker the better," she stated simply.

After claiming the bed, she watched Nicolette with her suitcase. "Do you need help?" Charlotte may not have been a very people person, but for some reason she had the urge to be nice. Nice. She had not described herself as a nice human being in quite sometime. At second thought, was she even human? She never had the opportunity to find out.

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Releasing a little laugh, Nicolette grinned. "Do you need help?" Looking up to Charlotte, Nicolette noticed she'd taken the bed on the left. Nicolette stood up straight with fairly large pile of her folded clothes in hand. "Thank you but no need, I'm fine." She grinned and put her pile of clothing on the bed in the far right. Nicolette didn't know who their new roommate would be but she thought they would most likely have no problem taking the last bed.

Removing one shirt at a time, Nicolette piled her clothes into the drawer nearest to her bed. Strategically placing them t-shirts on the right, pants/shorts/skirts on the left. She only had a couple things left in her suitcase. Nicolette decided to keep "special occasion" dresses in her suitcases because she'd never wore dresses often. Which was funny because Nicolette was your typical, "fantasy/girly girly" in her home town.