Saint Poemandres Boarding School

[ThreeWords]

"Damn" said Jon, softly, "That's terrible" Somewhat at a loss for words, he got up and moved to the cabinet, letting his aura move to soothing, calming and reassuring.

The cabinet had nothing worth drinking and all the names were human brands, but after a taste of several he found something that tastes like some kind of spirit. He downed a mouthful, sighed, and moved to sit next to Rochelle, putting a comforting arm round her. He hoped he wasn't being to forward; after all, he knew not everyone thought like faeries did...

 

[CounterAttack]

"I-I still have nightmares... and they're so... real," Rochelle mumbled as she felt Jon's arm on her shoulders. "Every few nights, I... I feel his fangs touch my throat... see the horrible eyes stare at me..." She looked up at Jon, into his eyes. They looked exactly like Sven's blue, then they flickered and turned green, then flashed hazel. Rochelle looked away.

"I keep telling myself I can fight these dreams, but I just can't do it. They overpower me, force me to relive the horrors..."

 

[ThreeWords]

Jon sighed, debating in his mind. He reached a decision, and reached up a hand to turn rochelle's face back toward him.

"Look, I'm a faerie, as you know, and if you want, I could, uh, have a look at your mind, maybe move things around a little." He felt he doubt, and quickly added, "It wouldn't be like brainwashing, or deleting memories. I just mean fading the details, and stopping it forcing it's may into your head so much. What do you think?"

 

[Alotak]

Sam lend out his door,
"Aye, Max is sleeping I think." he responded, "How was Lillith? I'm betting she would be a rough lover," Sam grinned. "I would also appreciate it if you keep out of my head, lest you wish me to kick your ass."

 

[Yumi_and_Erea]

Reluctantly, Rhoda made the song come to a close, the last note drawn out for a few seconds.
She looked at the faun for a moment, and noticed the blush going up his cheeks.
"Hey Sander," she asked, "Care to be roommates?"

 

[CounterAttack]

"I don't know..." Rochelle looked into Jon's eyes again. They changed from green to gold, the exact same colour as her own eyes. His hand felt cool against her cheek, and suddenly she realized how close they were to each other.

"If you change my memory..." she whispered, "how much will I remember?"

 

[DuplicateValue]

Dillon picked his way through the first of his bags, sorting the contents into different drawers. He was just throwing the last of his t-shirts into a top drawer when he noticed a slip of paper sitting in the bag. He reached in curiously and took it out. Unfolding it, he saw that it was a handwritten note from his father.

Son,
I packed these because I thought
they might be a good idea in school.
I'm sorry for not asking you
first, but I know you would've
refused them. Please, please
wear them. I know you don't want
to, but it's the safest thing
for everyone. I'm only trying
to do what's best for you.
Always remember that your
mother and I love you. Good
luck, my boy.
Dad.​

Tossing the note on his bed, Dillon peeked into the bag to see what it might have been referring to. Lying there, neatly folded, was a pair of leather gloves. He picked them up, glaring at them with tears starting to well in his eyes.
"I don't need your stupid gloves!" he whispered angrily, his voice faltering, as he threw them at full force against the far wall. The gloves hit the wall and flopped lightly to the floor. Dillon sat down on the edge of his bed, cradling his head in his hands as tears splashed silently onto the floor below.
"Why do I have to be like this?" he thought gloomily. "Why couldn't I just be normal?"

 

[Quad08]

Nathan shrugged

"I can't control it, I just get insights every now and then. Its really annoying"

He sat down in one of the arm chairs, his eyeless sockets looking directly at Sam

"Plus, I don't there's anything you could do to me that would hurt. I'm all bones, no nerves so I don't feel pain"

 

[Alotak]

"I'm sure I could send you to hell." Sam said sitting down with him, he got up again after an afterthought grabbing two cokes from the fridge. "Here," Sam passed it to Nathan.
"So, what classes you got tomorrow?"

 

[Quad08]

If Nathan had a movable mouth he might have grinned wider at the thought of Hell, remembering the thing he made the contract with...

Instead he graciously, accepted the coke, taking a large gulp of the cool liquid

"Lets see...I have Advanced Math, The Necromantic Arts, Magic: The Basics, Magical Creatures and Advanced English. You?"

 

[Alotak]

"Errrm," Sam sat down, "I've got Pretty much the same, apart from the Math's 'n' English. I've got Construct Tech first, and History last, aparently we are doing the Lycan families in history."
Sam leant forkward and clicked his fingers, a small flame flickerd on his thumb. He pulled out a pre-rolled blunt lit it and took a drag before offering it to Nathan. As he lent forwards his jacket moved showing the hand print faded but noticeable on his chest.

 

[Quad08]

Nathan held up his hand

"Still feeling the drink sensation, not good to mix them together"

He explained, his head tilting to the side curiously

"And whats with the hand print? Some kind of tattoo?"

 

[Alotak]

"Carolina cut herself on the blade when I gave it to her, I'm sure you know the deal. She seemed a bit stunned by the whole thing though. Not sure if I like her handing around that Gancanagh, nothing I can do about it though"

Sam said leaning back shrugging he put his blunt out on the coke can, at Nathan's advice.
He put the drink down,

"I think I saw something, in Lillith, I'm sure she likes you, but I can see she is hiding something. I was considering a bit of possesion, but wanted to get your opinion first.

 

[Quad08]

Nathan nodded in agreement

"Yes, however Carolina appears to be a very strong girl on the inside. I'm sure you have nothing to worry about"

Suddenly, his wand was twirling in his fingers

"Plus, I'm sure if we do see any signs of his influence over her..."

He left the last bit hang ominously in the air before continuing

"As for Lilith...she seems like a girl with good intentions. Her lie was sloppy though, but I'm sure that in time the truth will come to light. Possession will not be nessecary but if you do hear anything, I would appericate the information"

 

[Alotak]

"Ok, I'll stay alert." Sam said, "But I think I'll call it a day. The teachers will want us there on time."
Sam stood up throwing the now empty can into the big as he passed on the way to his room, once there he climbed into bed his wings folding around him as he drifted off to sleep.

 

[j1-2themax]

Sven sat down next to Carolina on the couch. As Dillon went into his own room, Sven couldn't help but think he'd gotten the wrong idea about his visit. I'm not even interested in that sort of thing. Although maybe... Bah! Get a hold of yourself man! You just met her. For all you know, that could kill you.

"I'm withholding judgement until at least the first week of classes. After all, about a year ago, the only magic I believed in was the basketball team from Orlando. Now I'm going to be taking a gym class taught by an undead Viking warrior. But I think if I can survive the first week, I'll be able to adapt just fine. Speaking of, what kind of class schedule do you have?"

 

[Quad08]

Nathan walked into his room and pulled out a chess set.

Being a skeleton meant he never needed to sleep, so he played chess at night. Kept his mind sharp.

Setting on his bed, he played through the night...

 

[Xero Scythe]

Spoiler: OOC

Hey, mind if I sign up? I love stuff like this.

 

[DownpourLiar]

Carolina stifled a yawn with the back of her hand, trying to draw attention to the late hour making her seem rude. ?I?m not sure yet, I get my time-table tomorrow so I?ll find out then. Guess I can only hope for the best. I?m sure you?ll do fine so you should have to worry too much,? she said leaning her head against the couch, her bangs falling over one of her eyes. She blew a puff of air to move it away from her face only to have them fall back into place. ?Hmm?maybe I should cut it again,? she thought to herself as her mind started to drift.

 

[j1-2themax]

Sven hadn't even noticed how late it was: because of his little power nap earlier, he probably wouldn't need to sleep again for the next couple of days. "Well, I think I'd better go unpack. I've been putting that off for far too long. Besides, you must be getting really tired right about now. Good night." Sven then got up off the couch and headed for the door.