Saint Poemandres Boarding School

[Quad08]

Getting up, Nathan nodded

"Of course...I'm sorry if my story is not what you expected..."

He pulled out the few drinks he had brought with him and began to pour

"But in all honesty, you are the first young lady I've gotten close to. Most of the stories I am used to telling are for gruff, angry men around a campfire, not a young lady in her bedroom"

 

[revolverwolf]

She wanted to give a similar sort of reply about her not having been on dates before, but lying when she didn't need to would only make her look bad. Similarly, so would telling him to tone down the storytelling and joking. But she didn't like them and putting up with them was becoming harder to do.

And now that he said that, about only ever having gotten involved with her, she felt a bit bad for him. She felt a bit like a ***** for thinking the way she was...

She stayed silent as Nathan handed her a drink and then she simply took a few sips, not wanting to say anything. She felt that this date was going quite awfully.

 

[Quad08]

Nathan arched his eyebrows as he studied Lilith intently

"That bad is it?"

He asked as he took a sip of his drink, a sad smile playing on his lips

 

[revolverwolf]

It was true that after what he had done at the party she was expecting a lot more from Nathan. She ran a hand nervously through her hair, using the other to hold her drink, "Well... The last thing I was expecting was to get nervous once we got here, you know?" Admittedly, she had wanted to get out of the mess her instincts had caused her, but Nathan as he had been at the party would have done something to convince her to give him a chance by now.

This is how she rationalised it at least; She didn't like Nathan in that way, her instincts had just been trying to get a fix off him.

"Maybe we were just... I dunno... just caught up in the moment?" She hoped he accepted this. A mutual crush was easy enough to escape. Whatever her instincts started would be far more complex.

 

[Oneirius]

Oneirious went silent for a moment, drinking his tea(somehow) through the white mask. "We have a guest", he said, then, nonchalantly, and a blurry instant later Sven was sitting next to the two on a similar chair, drinking a similar cup of tea. Dreams are like that. "I am sorry for the wait. We were just speaking here, you see. Feel free to join, though."

 

[j1-2themax]

A couple of seconds after Sven knocked, he was already sitting in a rather comfy armchair in a room that didn't seem like it would fit in the building he was just outside. You know, this involuntary teleporting is starting to get annoying, Sven thought. The guy sitting across from him looked very similar to the avatar at the presentation earlier. What concerned him more, however, was Rochelle sitting almost right next to him. Before he could ask what was going on, Oneirius's voice interrupted, "I am sorry for the wait. We were just speaking here, you see. Feel free to join, though."

Sven merely muttered an, "All right," and hoped the conversation would pick back up on its own. It seemed to Sven as if Oneirius didn't even know he was coming. Then how the heck did I get here? Sven asked himself as he sipped his tea. He normally didn't drink tea that often, but figured it was better than nothing. Well, this is the dreamscape, so anything's possible, I guess. At least I wasn't interrupting anything too important.

 

[CounterAttack]

Rochelle shot a sideways look at Sven, slight panic in her eyes. What's he doing here? More importantly, why did he end up here? She looked back at Oneirius, thinking hard. We've already discussed two of the issues I've mentioned... Oh, no. Oh, no, no, no... why now, of all times? My attraction to Sven is the only problem we haven't talked about! And I don't know if I can say anything on the matter if he's in the same room!

 

[terribleyetfun]

Jeffery glanced up from his book to look out the window across from his having to crane his neck from the position on his bed but managed to get a brief view outside, noting the lack of forests and taking it as an indication that the zeppelin was finally getting closer to the school.

"dammit, I`d just gotten comfortable too" Jeffery muttered to himself as he rolled his way off of the bed and walked over to where he put his suitcase to change into his second set of clothes, a full black three piece suit and packing up his stuff before walking back out into the hallway wanting to get one last drink before the zeppelin landed.

Jeffery walked back into the dining area seeing the crowd had died down somewhat with students returning to their rooms to pack their things, Jeffery walked up to the bar area and ordered yet another glass of scotch on the rocks causing the server to raise an eyebrow at him before turning back to the selection of alcohol behind him get his order turning back around with a full glass in his hand placing it in front of Jeffery who took long slow sips from it, taking his time to savor the taste.

"not long now, not long now until I have to do something I have`nt done in what could be 100 years, go to school, uch I can feel the conformity already"

 

[Quad08]

Nathan smirked, his face twisting into a mass of conflicting emotions

"Thats it then? Not even a 'We can still be friends' speech? You ask me back to your room and then all of a sudden its 'We got caught up in the moment'?"

He made his way to the door

"Keep the food and drink. You probably need it more than me"

And with that he left, shutting the door quickly behind him. To make matters worse, Blondy was standing right outside. He wasn't smiling

"Hey Nate...Sorry it didn't..."

Nathan held his hand to stop him from talking. The last thing he wanted right now was pity

"Lets go hunting"

Blondy smiled, clapping and arm around Nathan as they walked down the hall

"Thats my boy!"

Blondy said with a laugh

 

[revolverwolf]

"No, Nathan, I'm really -" Before Lillith could make any defence of her actions, Nathan had already turned and left her room, slamming the door as he did. "- ...sorry." She looked down, sighed and then put the still-full glass on the table by her bed. She didn't feel good about what she had just done but knew that it was necessary. Hopefully Nathan wasn't the bitter type...

She set this pain aside, knowing that it would return to her soon enough, and decided that her best option now would be to leave Nathan for a while and try to salvage the night. Salvaging this was a forlorn hope though. She turned her iPod on, hoping the music would stop her thinking so much. No such hope there as Queen's "Play The Game" started to fill her room with lyrical irony. It's so easy. All you have to do is fall in love... She quickly turned it off.

So she sat down at the windowsill, her head laid in her hands, and looked out to see the dwindling remnants of the party, plus what looked like a large balloon a way into the distance. She imagined how things might have gone so much better if she had just been able to control herself better. Maybe she would have been able to go back to the room with her friends, have a few drinks between them, forget all about her own secrets and just have a night that was perfectly normal and uncomplicated...? If only...

 

[revolverwolf]

The final 'band' was finishing up, some amorphous creature seemed to be piecing itself back together after performing as the entire band, and the party looked like it was pretty much over. The few students that were still around looked to be the sort that just generally milled about at the end: the usual drifters who went from one place to the next in a shrewgrass-fueled haze, not really knowing what was going on, and the ones that kept themselves near the food so that they could nick it before they went back to their rooms.

And Lillith was looking out towards them still, wondering if she could slip out of the window, down a column and be able to drag one of them back to her room without anyone else noticing. There was one guy, a blond haired faeirie, who was wandering her way after taking a tray of nondescript sandwiches. If she just grabbed him by the back of the collar and put her other hand over his mouth, she'd be able to get him back to her room in less than a minute. She licked her lips, the thoughts were already making her mouth water.

She shook herself back to normality. No... Can't think like that. In an effort to keep her attention away from the window, she closed it, locked it and drew the curtains, and then turned the light off and went to bed. She didn't go to sleep right away, understandably, so her mind occupied itself. It turned to making sense of the day, which was no easy feat considering how she had acted throughout, then to those she would feel guilt over and finally to those that she would have to call her friends.

Her stomach hurt... She wanted someone to eat...

Spoiler: OOC

I was wanting to wait and see if people could all be going to sleep at around the same time but the zeppelin is almost at Poemandres and the posting has basically stopped so I think I might make Lilli go to sleep and post her first nightmare up soon in the vague hope that it will somehow magically make everyone suddenly feel like RPing some more.

[sub]Stupid double post... Wish someone else had posted...[/sub]

 

[Blasphemous Rex]

Spoiler: OOC

Sorry, Wolf. I haven't got anything to post, except maybe landing the Zeppelin, but I didn't think we should do that just yet.

 

[terribleyetfun]

Spoiler: OOC

yeah we`re out of ideas on the zeppelin, so I guess we`ll land it when day break comes at the school.

 

[Rainboq]

Spoiler: Para

You seem to have forgotten about Catalina...

*sadface*

 

[Blasphemous Rex]

Spoiler: OOC - Rain

She still has Kohana, I guess.

 

[Rainboq]

Spoiler: SR

True, but Zannah doesn't post much...

 

[j1-2themax]

If Sven was concerned about Rochelle's presence, she seemed completely unnerved by his arrival, which ended up concerning him even more. Great. Oneirius has probably dragged me out here to ?chat? about my relationship with Rochelle. Sven racked his brain trying to come up with some way to get the conversation going somewhere a little more pleasant, maybe even calm Rochelle down a bit. ?Is this something you normally do ? plucking people out of their dreams, I mean ? or are we somehow special??

 

[Oneirius]

"You called. I answered. It is a duty and a pleasure as both your principle and the anthropomorphic personification of Dreams", said Oneirious calmly, the goofy, annoying smile still unchanging on his mask. He has finished his tea, and was now busily(though quietly) drinking the white-blue porcelain cup as if it was a strange fluid. He seemed like nothing is unusual, though.