Sure there is a school nurse. The only question is whether you think it would be wise to come to her with alcohol poisoning on your second day. Lilith does not need to give people more reasons to fear and not trust her. I mean, of course it will be, the girl is unconscious and needs help. But it would still be emberessing...)
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"I don't know, okay!? It's not like we were counting them!" She bit down on her lip and started twisting the end of her tail. Obviously worry was not an emotion she had much proficiency in showing.
As Sven put Rochelle onto the bed, Lillith unraveled herself and went to the bedside. "We should find some help for her, and fast."
"No! We can't let anyone know about this. If we show up to the nurse on the second day with Rochelle like this, she'll be kicked out..." This was true, but Lillith held an ulterior motive as well. If Lillith was found to have caused Rochelle's exclusion, she would almost definitely suffer even worse consequences...
As Sven put Rochelle onto the bed, Lillith unraveled herself and went to the bedside. "We should find some help for her, and fast."
"No! We can't let anyone know about this. If we show up to the nurse on the second day with Rochelle like this, she'll be kicked out..." This was true, but Lillith held an ulterior motive as well. If Lillith was found to have caused Rochelle's exclusion, she would almost definitely suffer even worse consequences...
"Oh.......I always just assumed that you guys just took whatever was easiest at the time. I didn't think that much planning went into it. Learn something new every day, huh?" Dillon said, trying his best not to offend her. "And your welcome. I just hope I'll actually be able to do it if I need to..."
He trailed off and turned to look back up in the direction of the school, wondering what time it was. "When did they say that thing was starting? It'd probably be best if we weren't late."
He looked at her staring calmly across the lake, and couldn't help but smile a little. It'd be a shame to disturb her, but they really should be heading in. "Hey, wanna start heading back? I suppose we better see if that thing is starting..."
He trailed off and turned to look back up in the direction of the school, wondering what time it was. "When did they say that thing was starting? It'd probably be best if we weren't late."
He looked at her staring calmly across the lake, and couldn't help but smile a little. It'd be a shame to disturb her, but they really should be heading in. "Hey, wanna start heading back? I suppose we better see if that thing is starting..."
Alex walked along the corridor towards his room. He was wistling cheerfully when he felt it. It was one of his inherient "Vampire Senses" that allowed vampires to detect weak prey. What he could detect was what his briother called "Drunken Innocence". He followed the feeling till he was at the room were that angel lived. He poked open the door to look in and saw what looked like a Naga and a man having an arguement over an un-consious body. "Sorry to interrupt but can I help you?"
Sorry if I have just thrown you off track but I haven't posted in two pages. Thought it wou;d be a good idea because Alex would know some cures for alcohal poisining etc. He is after all a mad scientist. Also sorry for any bad spelling as my Firefox is on the fritz and without my Spellchecker App it becomes difficult as hell for me to notice mistakes.
Carolina forced herself to tear her eyes away from the lake, sometimes she wished she could just sit and watch the world go by. ?Sure, I need to get ready anyways, I look horrible,? she said laughing as she stood up, dusting her jeans off. Mom would kill me if she saw how I was dressed. I can just hear her voice now, ?Carolina Elise Luiken! What do you think you?re doing out in public dressed like that? What would people think! Sometimes I think you were raised in a barn.? A smile crept its way across her face; as much as she?d hate to admit it, she loved her mom and her little quirks. In fact, she rather missed them now. She followed Dillon back to the school, giving the lack one last longing look.
Sven managed to find a pulse, slow but steady enough to not give Sven much alarm. He told Lillith, "All right, we'll keep this to ourselves... for now. If her condition worsens at all, though, then I'm not going to have much choice." Sven thought about telling Lillith he didn't want her hanging around Rochelle anymore; first she's looking a bit too nervous about getting rid of a large quantity of bottles fast, then he finds her drunk off her ass and managing to get his roommate into an even worse condition. I'm willing to tolerate if you use drugs, but when it starts hurting people I care about, then I get involved.
However, his thought was interrupted by the opening of the door. "Sorry to interrupt, but can I help you?" It was the vampire who'd scared Rochelle earlier. Sven wondered what he was doing here now, but decided that could wait. Instead, he went straight to the point.
"Unless you've got something in that bag of tricks of yours that can cure alcohol poisoning, then I'm going to say no."
However, his thought was interrupted by the opening of the door. "Sorry to interrupt, but can I help you?" It was the vampire who'd scared Rochelle earlier. Sven wondered what he was doing here now, but decided that could wait. Instead, he went straight to the point.
"Unless you've got something in that bag of tricks of yours that can cure alcohol poisoning, then I'm going to say no."
"Alcohol poisoning? I have a few methods for that. First would be a quick "Blood Purge" but I think me going anywhere near her with the word blood involved is going to end badly. Secondly would be Mandroot but I think that might be difficult. Third however" With that Alex reached into his coat pocket. He produced a ring that held an orange stone the size of a mans thumb in it "would be Amethyst. Has the property to subdue Alcohol." He threw it to Sven.
"It will cure the poisoning part of this but she will still have a hangover when she wakes up. Just put it on her hand and when the stone becomes completely covered in fissures it means the effect has been lessoned. An angel shouldn't be drinking anyway. Toxins go straight to the brain for them."
"It will cure the poisoning part of this but she will still have a hangover when she wakes up. Just put it on her hand and when the stone becomes completely covered in fissures it means the effect has been lessoned. An angel shouldn't be drinking anyway. Toxins go straight to the brain for them."
Sven caught the stone and placed the stone in the palm of Rochelle's hand. "Yeah, I'm probably going to get rid of that as soon as possible," Sven told the vampire, indicating the bottle on the counter. "So, what brings you down here?"
"A combination of wandering and instincts." Alex said and grinned "Ancestral instincts kicked in and I wound up here. Some of them are easier to control then others."
"Ancestral instincts, huh?" All the better for finding easy prey, I suppose. I wonder if I'll acquire any of these "instincts" soon. "Well, I'm going to get ready for the party. I would suggest you two do the same. But first..." Sven went into the bathroom to get a cloth or something to wipe up the puke before he threw up. "I need to clean up this mess."
They walked together back towards the school, the autumn sun casting it's glow on the grass. Arriving at the wooden front doors, Dillon pushed them open, letting Carolina go in before him. Inside, they found that most people were gone, with just a few left dwindling in the hallway.
"Oh, I guess most people are gone back to their rooms. I suppose I should get changed too." he observed, looking down at his faded jeans. "And I need to take a shower before the party starts, anyway... I wonder how we should dress for it? Surely it's not formal, right? I hate wearing suits..."
"Oh, I guess most people are gone back to their rooms. I suppose I should get changed too." he observed, looking down at his faded jeans. "And I need to take a shower before the party starts, anyway... I wonder how we should dress for it? Surely it's not formal, right? I hate wearing suits..."
Sorry, I cut out the walk back to speed things up. I can change it if you want. =]
"Ancestral instincts kicked in and I wound up here. Some of them are easier to control then others."
He knew nothing of instincts... Nothing of what harm they could do. While they caused him mild annoyance at the very most, they would cause her heartache, sickness and irreversible pain. It wasn't fair... She just wanted to forget and let her life go on... But the pain kept coming back, the need for sustenance.
...And she thought she was ready to be drinking? To be out in a party with dozens of other people when she could barely control herself?
Perhaps going to the party wasn't the best way she could be occupying her time. She would start with visiting Mister Oneirius, as per his request, and then finding a quiet spot to be able to take a long look at what she was doing here. If she was just going to kill people, there was no point in her having come all this way...
"Tell her... that I'm sorry..." Lillith turned and left, slithering slowly away.
He knew nothing of instincts... Nothing of what harm they could do. While they caused him mild annoyance at the very most, they would cause her heartache, sickness and irreversible pain. It wasn't fair... She just wanted to forget and let her life go on... But the pain kept coming back, the need for sustenance.
...And she thought she was ready to be drinking? To be out in a party with dozens of other people when she could barely control herself?
Perhaps going to the party wasn't the best way she could be occupying her time. She would start with visiting Mister Oneirius, as per his request, and then finding a quiet spot to be able to take a long look at what she was doing here. If she was just going to kill people, there was no point in her having come all this way...
"Tell her... that I'm sorry..." Lillith turned and left, slithering slowly away.
"Lillith, wait." Sven wanted to talk with the lamia, but she was already out the door, and he didn't want to leave Rochelle alone with the vampire, just in case she woke up. He sighed and asked the vampire, "Was it something I said?" before going back to work on cleaning up the mess in his room.
Alex left the room. Sven was busy cleaning up and caring for the Angel. He knew his presence would just make her uneasy when she came through. Instead something else nagged at him. The snake-woman had been telling the truth when she said she was sorry. The rest of the time whoever she was giving off the vibe of a constant liar. Something he knew rather well. He followed her.
"Hey you. Was the truth that hard that you had to run?" he asked at her "Because you can only get over whatever trouble is bothering you by being truthful about it."
"Hey you. Was the truth that hard that you had to run?" he asked at her "Because you can only get over whatever trouble is bothering you by being truthful about it."
You can't quite remember how you got here, but you seem to be sitting on a rather comfortable white fuzzy stool(at last! A chair that won't crush your wings behind your back) inside a white, seemingly empty room with no features whatsoever. No doors, no windows, no decorations. Just the ridiculous fuzzy floor thing, and the white(not so fuzzy) walls. It's not cold or hot here, and the silence is pretty much perfect. You wonder how you would get out.
"Your mind is a mess right now, I see", a voice from behind you breaks the quiet. "Usually the subconscious is far more colorful, you know."
"Your mind is a mess right now, I see", a voice from behind you breaks the quiet. "Usually the subconscious is far more colorful, you know."
Alex had kept behind her but now she had turned and was giving him the same death stare she had given Sam before. "You have no idea... Stop pretending like you do."
"Better yet..." She started slithering towards him, a hint of anger in her voice. "How about you tell people to keep their goddamned noses out of a girl's business for once? How about you all learn that a girl's private thoughts and feelings are private, and that you shouldn't be popping into her head every three seconds to find out what she's hiding! Maybe a girl is lying to protect the ones she cares about? But instead of letting a girl do that, people who are just wankers that care more about satisfying their own fucking curiousity than leaving a girl alone decide to fuck it all up for that girl!"
She stopped, suddenly very aware that she was speaking much louder than she had been trying to. She gulped and then quietly said, "Maybe you should tell people that..." She turned away, satisfied that the vampire would take the hint to go away, and started to slither back to her own room. There was time left before she had to go see Mister Oneirius but seeing anyone now would only cause her pain. She wanted time to think, to paint and to get rid of the free alcohol she had been given.
"Better yet..." She started slithering towards him, a hint of anger in her voice. "How about you tell people to keep their goddamned noses out of a girl's business for once? How about you all learn that a girl's private thoughts and feelings are private, and that you shouldn't be popping into her head every three seconds to find out what she's hiding! Maybe a girl is lying to protect the ones she cares about? But instead of letting a girl do that, people who are just wankers that care more about satisfying their own fucking curiousity than leaving a girl alone decide to fuck it all up for that girl!"
She stopped, suddenly very aware that she was speaking much louder than she had been trying to. She gulped and then quietly said, "Maybe you should tell people that..." She turned away, satisfied that the vampire would take the hint to go away, and started to slither back to her own room. There was time left before she had to go see Mister Oneirius but seeing anyone now would only cause her pain. She wanted time to think, to paint and to get rid of the free alcohol she had been given.
"No idea huh?" Alex said to the empty corridor. "I wish." He made his way back to his room to continue he work on his orchestra. He had no intention to go to the festivities tonight and now he knew he wouldn't be getting a good nights sleep either. He would have that dream again.
As soon as Lillith had entered fully her own room, she locked the door behind her. She had seen the vampire follow her the entire way back and wanted him to go as far as possible away from her. Even if 'as far as possible' was only a few centimeters of wooden board.
She didn't turn the lights on. Instead she went straight to the cupboard, taking the several bottles of alcohol and smashing them over the sink, and then watching as the concoctions slithered away down the plughole. She tipped the contents of the sink into a garbage bag and put it beside the door. She would clean that later. At the moment she could find no reason to. Everyone would question her as though she was on trial.
Though maybe she should be...
She didn't turn the lights on. Instead she went straight to the cupboard, taking the several bottles of alcohol and smashing them over the sink, and then watching as the concoctions slithered away down the plughole. She tipped the contents of the sink into a garbage bag and put it beside the door. She would clean that later. At the moment she could find no reason to. Everyone would question her as though she was on trial.
Though maybe she should be...
Sven heard Lillith yelling at Alex outside, but decided not to get involved. The only thing I could reall do is incur her wrath, too. He cleaned up the puke until you could barely see anything was there at all, then decided to dump the remaining alcohol in the opened bottle down the sink. Then Sven took a quick shower while Rochelle was still out of it.
As Sven started his shower, the amethyst in Rochelle's hand glinted slightly, and a small crack appeared on the surface of the gem.
In her unconscious mind, Rochelle's head hurt. Nothing seemed logical, in order or in place. Then her surroundings shifted and morphed, becoming a plain white, completely empty room. No doors or windows were built into the walls. The pure white colour caused tiny spots to appear in front of her eyes, and she shook her head to try to clear it. She looked down at the floor - pure white, as expected - and turned her attention to herself. With a quick sense of shock, she found she was wearing a simple white dress and white shoes, and sitting on a small, white, and strangely fuzzy, stool.
"Your mind is a mess right now, I see," a voice, resonant with power, echoed from behind her. "Usually the subconscious is more colourful, you know."
Rochelle leaped up in surprise and spun around. Nothing was behind her, except another white wall. "What's going on? Who's there? Where am I?" she asked the empty room, starting to panic at being in an unfamiliar place.
In her unconscious mind, Rochelle's head hurt. Nothing seemed logical, in order or in place. Then her surroundings shifted and morphed, becoming a plain white, completely empty room. No doors or windows were built into the walls. The pure white colour caused tiny spots to appear in front of her eyes, and she shook her head to try to clear it. She looked down at the floor - pure white, as expected - and turned her attention to herself. With a quick sense of shock, she found she was wearing a simple white dress and white shoes, and sitting on a small, white, and strangely fuzzy, stool.
"Your mind is a mess right now, I see," a voice, resonant with power, echoed from behind her. "Usually the subconscious is more colourful, you know."
Rochelle leaped up in surprise and spun around. Nothing was behind her, except another white wall. "What's going on? Who's there? Where am I?" she asked the empty room, starting to panic at being in an unfamiliar place.