Saint Poemandres Boarding School
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"It cleans itself every couple of months, so that's pretty handy. Have to miss a day out for it though. Other than that it's the usual rinse and dry." She didn't want to explain, as doing so often made people a bit sick. Even the word 'moult' made people less likely to spend time with her ever again.
She unwound her tail from the table and hopped down to the ground. "Well, I'll be heading to the assembly now. See you two later" Lillith mostly ignored Nathan's comment, giving a slight "See you around" while continuing to focus on Rochelle. Nathan walked one way, presumably towards the meeting hall, and the two ladies went in the opposite direction.
Now that Lillith had Rochelle to herself, she thought it might be the best opportunity to ask about the bite mark. But then, would she be willing to divulge information that personal if she was asked? Maybe... Angels weren't exactly renowned gossips or traitors, and any information she was told could be kept between the two of them easily enough.
It was too early to think such things. She decided that keeping up the conversation was best. "Is this your first year here at Poemandres?" Part way into Rochelle's answer Lilli collided with another person, only staying up when Rochelle managed to catch her.
"Woah, terribly sorry," The werewolf from last night... "We have got to stop meeting like this." He chuckled slightly.
Lillith stood, pushing her hair back to something presentable. "Hmm..." She remembered their meeting last night, and the utter farce she had made of being nonchalant. She was glad that he seemed to have pushed the thought aside. "Hello..."
She unwound her tail from the table and hopped down to the ground. "Well, I'll be heading to the assembly now. See you two later" Lillith mostly ignored Nathan's comment, giving a slight "See you around" while continuing to focus on Rochelle. Nathan walked one way, presumably towards the meeting hall, and the two ladies went in the opposite direction.
Now that Lillith had Rochelle to herself, she thought it might be the best opportunity to ask about the bite mark. But then, would she be willing to divulge information that personal if she was asked? Maybe... Angels weren't exactly renowned gossips or traitors, and any information she was told could be kept between the two of them easily enough.
It was too early to think such things. She decided that keeping up the conversation was best. "Is this your first year here at Poemandres?" Part way into Rochelle's answer Lilli collided with another person, only staying up when Rochelle managed to catch her.
"Woah, terribly sorry," The werewolf from last night... "We have got to stop meeting like this." He chuckled slightly.
Lillith stood, pushing her hair back to something presentable. "Hmm..." She remembered their meeting last night, and the utter farce she had made of being nonchalant. She was glad that he seemed to have pushed the thought aside. "Hello..."
Alex was reading his book while on the way to the Meeting hall. He didn't notice when the corridor he was walking down changed to a damp cellar. He didn't notice when it changed into an Egyptian Pharaohs tomb. He did notice when it changed into a view of the Parisian skyline and he walked into a cyclist.
"Monsieur! Etaient vous vont ? Ma bicyclette est cassee maintenant et c'est votre faute." "Bollocks. Why does this always happen to me? Charles I need your help." "Certainly sir. What do you require?" "Monsieur mon bicyclette?" "See if you can get one of the tunneller's to get here and open a portal. I need to get to that assembly" "Certainly Sir. I will require 3.25473 minutes." "Good." "Monsieur" the French man said with an undertone of anger in his voice and put his hand on Alexander's shoulder. Alex looked at the man, He was about 6'5" and was very muscular. "Take your hand off me NOW." with that Alex threw the man across the street. His eyes had gone red and he doubled over un-conscious as Charles shocked him. The Frenchman across the street looked on as a single Brass creature came out from the shadows and dragged him into the shadows.
"Monsieur! Etaient vous vont ? Ma bicyclette est cassee maintenant et c'est votre faute." "Bollocks. Why does this always happen to me? Charles I need your help." "Certainly sir. What do you require?" "Monsieur mon bicyclette?" "See if you can get one of the tunneller's to get here and open a portal. I need to get to that assembly" "Certainly Sir. I will require 3.25473 minutes." "Good." "Monsieur" the French man said with an undertone of anger in his voice and put his hand on Alexander's shoulder. Alex looked at the man, He was about 6'5" and was very muscular. "Take your hand off me NOW." with that Alex threw the man across the street. His eyes had gone red and he doubled over un-conscious as Charles shocked him. The Frenchman across the street looked on as a single Brass creature came out from the shadows and dragged him into the shadows.
Little bit of filler concerning my Vampire. He will be at the assembly but a little bit woozey from being electrocuted un-conscious.
"Yeah, I'm new to - Whoa!" Rochelle cut herself off as Sven barreled into Lillith, knocking her over. "What's the rush, Sven?" She smiled as she caught Lillith and helped her up.
Sven chuckled a little bit to himself as the snake-woman got up. "Well, at least you stop and say hello this time. I don't believe I got your name last night." Sven said, not noticing Rochelle until now. He turned to respond to Rochelle, "I'm just trying to get to the assembly in time while not having any clue where I'm going. So, is she a friend of yours?" indicating the snake-woman.
"He bumped into me last night as well," Lillith interjected, hoping few questions would come from this topic. "You should really look where you're going from now on Sven, otherwise all our meetings could end up like this..." She chuckled uncomfortably.
"Ha, somebody probably died, although around here thats not a hinderance to be honest."
Sam turned to Dillan, "look, I know what you are and I know what you are capable off." his voice low, so Carolina could not hear. "If I see any sign, any sign, I'm going to drag you down to hell and leave you there."
Sam turned to Dillan, "look, I know what you are and I know what you are capable off." his voice low, so Carolina could not hear. "If I see any sign, any sign, I'm going to drag you down to hell and leave you there."
Dillon's smile immediately fell, all pretences of kindness gone. "So that's your problem, demon? You think I'd do that? You really think that's what I want? I came here to avoid that, you idiot - to keep it under control! You have no idea - no idea - what my past has been like..."
His voice trailed off as he felt himself growing angry. He took a deep breath to maintain his cool, to calm himself.
"Besides," he continued, glaring at Sam, "I'm not the one going around acting like a psychopath, am I?"
His voice trailed off as he felt himself growing angry. He took a deep breath to maintain his cool, to calm himself.
"Besides," he continued, glaring at Sam, "I'm not the one going around acting like a psychopath, am I?"
Sven chuckled a little at the snake-woman's comment. "Way I remember it, you were the one who ran into me last time. What the hell were you doing, anyways?"
"When I arrived Carolina was still awake, you were still awake the T.v. is on and yet you were not watching it, the DVD player is on also Carolina came from her room, you came from the bathroom."
Sam said calmly,
"Sugesting you were both watching a film together then progressed to the bedroom."
Sam's forked tongue ran over his snarling teeth, he began to breath deeply, comming back down to earth, as the fires went out so did his anger.
Sam said calmly,
"Sugesting you were both watching a film together then progressed to the bedroom."
Sam's forked tongue ran over his snarling teeth, he began to breath deeply, comming back down to earth, as the fires went out so did his anger.
Dillon's face changed to a look of confusion. "I- wait, what? No! God. I was watching a movie by myself because I couldn't sleep, and Carolina woke up and I asked if she wanted to join me. That's all. She was only in her room to get a jacket. And I wasn't in the bathroom, I was in my bedroom putting on my clothes."
Realising that the last part might raise more accusations, he decided he better explain more. "I, uh.......I had been watching the movie in my underwear, you see... I didn't think Carolina would wake up."
Realising that the last part might raise more accusations, he decided he better explain more. "I, uh.......I had been watching the movie in my underwear, you see... I didn't think Carolina would wake up."
Carolina closed the door to her room, thankful that she had a moment to collect herself. She ran a hand through her hair, leaning against the door, before she threw on a pair of jeans and a hoodie she grabbed from her bag. 'I really should unpack that soon. I'll do it after we come back and I can properly get ready for the day. I wonder why they would stop classes already. Not going to complain though, classes are going to be tough this year. Too bad they don't have a film class...' she thought, her mind starting to wander. Remembering she had left both Dillon and Sam in the kitchen, she quickly threw her hair into a messy ponytail as she walked back. It was clearly tense in the room and she regretted changing because of it. "Uhm, I finished up so when you guys are ready to go we can head on out," she said motioning to the door. She wanted to ask what they had been talking about but she had a feeling it was her.
"Hey. Get up kid."
Max futtered his eyes open and swore aloud at the bright sunlight that hit his face like a freight train. He looked up and saw Professor Pilate looming over him, his spectacles gleaming in the rays of sunshine. He had a look on his face, dissaproving with a sense of pity.
"If the Onerius saw you now, he'd have a fit. Now I'm telling you one more time, get UP!" he accentuated the last word with a harsh kick to Maxs stomach.
Groaning, he shakily stood up and got a bear of his surroundings. It seemed as though he had collapsed on his way into the bulding on the main steps, the pain in his back screaming in agreement. He looked at the clock on the tower and let out a massive sigh. He had been asleep for nearly five hours.
"If you had been scheduled for normal classes, you'd be expelled by now. Luckily for you, I've had a few words with Oneriuss and we've worked out a deal." Pilate said, a small smile on his face. "If you don't mind me saying, you look like hell."
"yeah well, I've got lots of inner beauty." Max replied. He tried to laugh but it only sent him into fits of whooping coughs.
"Hey hey, easy now. Grass withdrawl is no laughing matter. You're lucky I found you when I did or theres a very large chance you would have swallowed your tongue by now." Pilate soothed, patting his hand on Maxs back.
"God works in mysterious ways huh?" Max said weakley, offering a small grin. "You said something about a deal?"
"Ash yes. You see, I've talked it over with Onerius, and I've worked out a little situation that might very well work out in your benefit. You can drop into whichever lessons you please throughout the year, so long as you finish with at least one passing grade. In exchange for this, somewhat lax policy, you are required to spend two hours every week with me, on private one to one sessions. You miss one of these sessions, you're out. You piss me off, you're out. You mess up any other students furtherance in this school, you're out. First session starts at midnight tonight. I know you'll be awake. Do I make myself clear?"
"Crystal." Max unsuredly responded, biting the inside his cheek with incensed fevour.
"Excellent. Now you can do as you wish for now, I'd reccomend socialising with other people other than the two roommates you have. A good social structure is the key to any good students progress." Pilate winked as he said the last line.
"Will do Professor." max said wearily, looking round again. "Say, you got any idea whe-"
Professor Pilate had already left in a whisp before Max had any chance to finish his sentence.
Max futtered his eyes open and swore aloud at the bright sunlight that hit his face like a freight train. He looked up and saw Professor Pilate looming over him, his spectacles gleaming in the rays of sunshine. He had a look on his face, dissaproving with a sense of pity.
"If the Onerius saw you now, he'd have a fit. Now I'm telling you one more time, get UP!" he accentuated the last word with a harsh kick to Maxs stomach.
Groaning, he shakily stood up and got a bear of his surroundings. It seemed as though he had collapsed on his way into the bulding on the main steps, the pain in his back screaming in agreement. He looked at the clock on the tower and let out a massive sigh. He had been asleep for nearly five hours.
"If you had been scheduled for normal classes, you'd be expelled by now. Luckily for you, I've had a few words with Oneriuss and we've worked out a deal." Pilate said, a small smile on his face. "If you don't mind me saying, you look like hell."
"yeah well, I've got lots of inner beauty." Max replied. He tried to laugh but it only sent him into fits of whooping coughs.
"Hey hey, easy now. Grass withdrawl is no laughing matter. You're lucky I found you when I did or theres a very large chance you would have swallowed your tongue by now." Pilate soothed, patting his hand on Maxs back.
"God works in mysterious ways huh?" Max said weakley, offering a small grin. "You said something about a deal?"
"Ash yes. You see, I've talked it over with Onerius, and I've worked out a little situation that might very well work out in your benefit. You can drop into whichever lessons you please throughout the year, so long as you finish with at least one passing grade. In exchange for this, somewhat lax policy, you are required to spend two hours every week with me, on private one to one sessions. You miss one of these sessions, you're out. You piss me off, you're out. You mess up any other students furtherance in this school, you're out. First session starts at midnight tonight. I know you'll be awake. Do I make myself clear?"
"Crystal." Max unsuredly responded, biting the inside his cheek with incensed fevour.
"Excellent. Now you can do as you wish for now, I'd reccomend socialising with other people other than the two roommates you have. A good social structure is the key to any good students progress." Pilate winked as he said the last line.
"Will do Professor." max said wearily, looking round again. "Say, you got any idea whe-"
Professor Pilate had already left in a whisp before Max had any chance to finish his sentence.
Really hope this is okay. If not, lemme know and I'll change it. Between coursework, work and stuff, I haven't had time to properly draw up a timetable I'll stick to. Also, would REALLY appreciate someone coming to meet me. Max will be somewhere round the college, so first one to notice him, I'll run along with it. Cool?
Sam looked into Dillan's eyes peering into his soul, he was telling the truth.
He chuckled punching him in the sholder
"Great! so it was just a missunderstanding." Sam breathed deeply, "Don't worry about it then mate. Just be carefull then, please."
Carolina walked in, Sam turned towards her. "we should all be heading to the meeting," he stated.
He chuckled punching him in the sholder
"Great! so it was just a missunderstanding." Sam breathed deeply, "Don't worry about it then mate. Just be carefull then, please."
Carolina walked in, Sam turned towards her. "we should all be heading to the meeting," he stated.
"I was just taking out some trash... Geez, you'd think everyone was suddenly garbage fanatics with the way you all ask questions," she defensively retorted.
"No problems. Nothing to hide. Now can we just get to the meeting hall?" She didn't wait for their reply, instead grabbing one of their hands each and pulling them towards the meeting hall.
"No problems. Nothing to hide. Now can we just get to the meeting hall?" She didn't wait for their reply, instead grabbing one of their hands each and pulling them towards the meeting hall.
Mm-hm. Sure, just taking out the garbage. That's a perfect explanation for why you freaked out when I tried to help you. Sven was tempted to call her bluff, but decided against it. Maybe Rochelle's other friend found something. I'll have to ask when I see him again. Before he could say anything, felt himself being dragged and reflexively broke free. "Woah, what's the rush? We're just talking, right?"
"Whoa! Relax, Lillith," Rochelle said, looking sideways at Sven, slightly puzzled. "There's no need to go crazy. If there's something you don't want to tell us, you don't have to say anything." She tried to pull herself out of Lillith's grip, but her hold was extremely strong.
"I-I... don't...?" She stopped, letting go of Rochelle's arm and nodding subtly. "Sorry... you're right... It's just been complex lately..." She breathed deeply, collecting her thoughts as best she could.
"Can you two just... Not tell anyone else about this? They're already suspicious enough of me..." she whimpered slightly, her bottom lip trembling and her eyes watering, "And something like this could make them really start to dislike me."
"Can you two just... Not tell anyone else about this? They're already suspicious enough of me..." she whimpered slightly, her bottom lip trembling and her eyes watering, "And something like this could make them really start to dislike me."