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Knowing he hit a sore spot before even saying anything about it, he continued on his already set out path. They were only a few steps away from their destination and the Vampire was praying to God that he did not decide to randomly start blowing people’s heads off when they got within the vicinity of the pair that he was after. They may deserve what they got, or they may not? That was not really something for him to decide, he merely followed the orders he was given and did everything according to plan.

“I knew you weren’t gay,” he said with a sneer, “If that’s what you’re trying to sound offended by.” By that time they were only a block away from the area that he had tracked the scent to. He could see the targets in the parking lot, conversing amongst one another. There was the elder Vampire, the young one, and a human. This was not his job, nor was he going to get involved.

He had completely ignored his other comment about him and his partner, the part where he was going to rip his arms off. The funny thing was that this young hunter had never actually seen him go about using his actual strength in battle; he was not one to boast about his abilities or the fact that he was considered an elder Vampire. No one needed to know that, and the only ones who did manage to figure out he was much older than what the Vampires thought were the Lycans that were currently his employers.

Issac looked back at Gabriel through weary eyes, “Your prey is near their vehicle, I’d suggest you make a move while no one is looking. Try not to get caught, because our work is something that the police does not necessarily admire.” The Vampire left his side without another word and maneuvered his way to the entrance of the restaurant. He knew that there were a handful of immortals there, and a few humans. The Vampire was quick to note that Aubrey was within the premises, but he would avoid contact with her for now.

After having made his way inside he noticed that it was fairly quaint, the atmosphere was a little off for his taste. By off he meant uneasy, but that did not stop him from making himself comfortable within the place. There was a young couple sitting at a far end and most of the uneasiness, he could tell, was coming from the young man. While contemplating where to sit he caught a familiar smell, the scent he had last encountered in the Second World War. It was the scent of the last person he had become close with since Arturus.

He made his way to the couple at the far end, where he knew the scent was coming from. Was it really him? Was it really the last man he had called ‘friend’? When he finally came to stand in front of them, he was quick to recognize him and another smell, the smell of a Lycan not one but two. Both of which were berserks and of a blood he had not encountered in over three centuries. The female that he was with obviously was in heat and how the two managed to remain in control of themselves was beyond him.

The Vampire took a seat in the empty area before them, smiling he said to the young man he was sure was the same one he had known from the war. “Hey there, Marcos. It has been a while hasn’t it? Speaking of which…since when did you become an immortal?” The surprise in his voice was apparent, the last thing he knew was that this young man was suppose to be normal. “This young lady would be your girl, right? I know for a fact that she’s your sister but the fact that she’s pregnant is what’s throwing me off.” He cleared his throat, he was happy that someone he knew from the past was well and alive. “You have no idea how happy I am to see you. I thought I was going to grow old and insane by myself.”






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I am: Vampire.
Feeling: Curious.
Thoughts: This is a relief, maybe I won't go insane.
Location: Inside of the restaurant with an old friend.
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[Roslyn Pryce]

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When Bricia came to sit by his side he pulled her against him, cooing to her that it would all be fine and that there were no hunters. She trusted her brother, but this other man, she knew nothing about him and his word was the only thing that worried her. The words of reassurance being whispered into her ear as he stroked her hair gently was all she needed to stay quiet and calm for the moment. His touch was firm against her and whatever worries she had soon dissipated as he held her.

Her face was pressed against his jacket so the scent of the silver hit her nose much later than him. The tensing of his muscles caused her to look up from her comfortable position. Silver, she thought as her nose wrinkled at the bridge by the smell. Marcos was holding her protectively and this caused her to remain calm, he would take care of them if an enemy were stupid enough to attack them here. It was uncommon for one of these hunters to bring in normal people into the mix of their hunts, so it did not disturb her too much.

Pressing her hands together and clasping them she did her best to remain calm under the stress of feeling his body tense and his aura become that of an overprotective alpha. Then when a young woman stepped in through the door she could not help but to turn up her nose to the horrible smell that was on her. It was as bad as the smell that had been on the shirt that she had to throw away earlier this morning.

After he had returned to his relaxed state he pressed his face against her neck and nestled her. She purred quietly, enjoying the soothing sensation as his breath hit her skin. His motive behind doing this was not too hard to grasp, he wanted to reassure her that everything was fine, that there was no need to be frightened. The hunter was not going to hurt them; she probably did not even realize they were there for that matter.

Bricia felt the edges of his mouth turn upwards into a smile as he whispered to her that it would fine. Hunters normally only did their hunts at night, under the cover of the dark where normal people would not see them attack immortals. Her body readjusted itself when he pulled away from her to begin eating once more.

They needed more food to keep up their energy than normal people, she knew that. Of late she had not been eating as much as she should during meal times, it was not that she did not want to eat…she could hardly keep the food down. “I’m not really hungry anymore,” in all honesty she felt like she might vomit if she ate anymore than she already had.

Before letting out a sneeze thanks to something that bothered her allergies she brought a napkin to her nose. She sneezed a good five times and by the end of that there was someone sitting across from them. Surprised, but not wanting to be rude she stayed quiet. As she listened to what he said she knew one thing, he was an old friend of Marcos who was not human and was probably not the man named Thaddeus.

He was British; she picked that up from his accent. As he began speaking he asked if she was his ‘girl’. Did he mean his girlfriend? Then he stated what was confusing him was the fact that she was pregnant. He was wrong? Right? There was no way she could be with child at this point, she was on her monthly cycle and that normally meant that there was no pregnancy.

Bricia stayed silent, allowing one of her hands to grab onto the bottom of her brother’s shirt in response to the newcomer that was with them. She did not know him, but he might. It seemed as though they went way back from before the time they were both turned.





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I am: Lycan.
Feeling: Uneasy.
Thoughts: And he would be?
Location: The Restaurant.
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[Roslyn Pryce]

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Macros yawned having calmed some. The girl whom was obviously a hunter didn't seem to be acting like one at all at this point. She seemed more like a normal teenager of the day. But her sent was still troubling to the nose. Macros always though that hunters needed to bath better. It was amusing to him when they called him a filthy beast when he smelled thousands of times better then ninety percent of them. The smell of death normally was all over them and even though Marcos was a rogue hunter he still managed to clean himself of that reek. He glanced around waiting for Bri to eat but she abruptly said she was hungry and Marcos's eyes widened in shock to this considering she normally would eat an entire cow or sometimes two just to herself. Marcos figured that she must still be taking in what she had finally come to terms with so maybe it just made it impossible for her to eat. He was happy though because she managed to eat at least two hefty steaks at least which was beyond any normal man by far. Marcos nodded at her in a way to say it was ok if she didn't want to eat anymore and then stretched a little. He was very tired by now having been away for more then twenty hours now made him very much want to go home and just take a long nap. He blinked then sniffed the air as he did just to confirm the area's scents. He did this every so often to make sure nothing bad was coming towards them or if something was that they could be long gone before what ever it was got there. Marcos sniffed a very long sniff then his eyes narrowed he caught sniff of a smell that he hadn't really noticed before it was very old almost like dirt and it was close right outside. How could he have missed such and ancient smell and let it get so close to them? He started trying to get more then just the oldness of the smell to see if he could tell its race. This proved much harder then one would imagine for some reason the smell was very hard to tell the race of it almost smelled like a stone rather then a person but he could tell it had to be alive then the smell reminded him of something. It was similar to Thaddeus's smell but obviously not Thaddeus himself he could smell his scent near that of this new scent and new he was not far from it but still a good distance from it. By the similarity of its scent to Thad's Marcos determined it had to be a vampire a very old vampire at that. He calmed a little and sighed thinking, "It must be an elder out for a walk or something. Or maybe its here for that hunter girl. If that's the case this place may become a war zone in little to no time." Marcos began taking in the exists of the restaurant. He new this place well because they had come here many times. He was sad to think this wouldn't even be the first time they had to take a hasty retreat from this restaurant while trying to enjoy a nice meal. Marcos had just finished taking in the exists when the scent barged right in the front door. He blinked watching the figure out of the corner of his eye. He new a vampire that old must know he and the hunter were currently in the building and that even Thaddeus was outside but to Marcos's surprise the man didn't even pay the young hunter heed he simply walked right in his and Bri's direction. Marcos didn't really know what to do why would a vampire elder be walking towards him? Did Bri berserk while he had been out finishing that job why would an elder vampire have any interest in either of them? But his questions were quickly answered once the man sat down. He began speaking in a familiar and hurried tone then he spoke like he new Marcos but that was strange Marcos knew vampires but not many elder's then it hit him from back when he was normal he hadn't even thought about that person in over fourty years. Issac a person he had fought in world war two with. He and Marcos had become close friends mostly by force once Marcos had watch Issac kill an entire German brigade and take out four tanks by himself. Marcos quickly confronted the man which Marcos later thought was a mad choice of actions but he never really regretted it. Issac couldn't really hide what he had done right in front of Marcos's eyes and even beyond subduing them he hadn't killed even one of the enemy in that fight they were all simply knocked out on the ground. Marcos watched Issac's childlike movements he seemed utterly elated to of found him sitting in this random place. Then he said something that some what shocked Marcos. He told him that his sister was pregnant which was a fairly shocking statement by anyone's standards. Marcos stared from Issac to Bri then Issac went on saying that he was happy not to go insane by himself for the rest of eternity. Marcos laughed and smiled his hand squeezed Bri's thigh slightly reassuringly because he new she was probably frantically confused by now then he said. "I can't believe your alive Issac. I would have thought you'd have been killed in one of those insane war stunts you loved pulling. But here you are sitting in front of me. I almost forgot about you consider everything that we have been through in the past sixty years or so. And to answer "that" question it was only about a week after I went home from the war. I don't feel like going further then that into it." Marcos new Issac would figure out what he meant by saying it like that. He new he would change the subject or at least he hoped he would then Marcos went on. "Oh and can you keep the whole "us" thing to a quiet whisper" He said taking a worried glance at the owner of the restaurant then speaking again. "Anyways what are you doing here? There aren't any war's going on in Seattle to my knowledge so what are you doing in this town Issac. Oh and you never met Bri before this is my erm "girl" Bricia. Bri this is my old war buddy remember I told you all about him in my letters home. Well mostly anyways I did sort of skip some facts like his age." Marcos laughed softly but he kept softly glancing at the door and to the young hunter and her small party of people while he waited for Issac to speak again.

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I am: Lycan. I'm a Wiener Dog.
Feeling: Happy and extremely sleepy but still on guard.
Thoughts: I wonder why Issac is here in this town?
Location: Giorgi's Meat Palace.

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[Roslyn Pryce]

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Macros yawned having calmed some. The girl whom was obviously a hunter did not seem to be acting like one at all at this point. She seemed more like a normal teenager of the day but her scent was still troubling to the nose. Macros always thought that hunters needed to bath better. It was amusing to him when they called him a filthy beast when he smelled thousands of times better then ninety percent of them. The smell of death normally was all over them and even though Marcos was a rogue hunter he still managed to clean himself of that reek.

He glanced around waiting for Bri to eat but she abruptly said she was not hungry and Marcos's eyes widened in shock to this considering she normally would eat an entire cow or sometimes two just to herself. Marcos figured that she must still be taking in what she had finally come to terms with so maybe it just made it impossible for her to eat.

He was happy though because she managed to eat at least two hefty steaks at least which was beyond any normal man by far. Marcos nodded at her in a way to say it was ok if she didn't want to eat anymore and then stretched a little. He was very tired by now having been awake for more then twenty hours now made him very much want to go home and just take a long nap.

Blinking he then sniffed the air as he did just to confirm the area's scents. He did this every so often to make sure nothing bad was coming towards them or if something was that they could be long gone before what ever it was got there. Marcos sniffed a very long sniff then his eyes narrowed he caught sniff of a smell that he had not really noticed before it was very old almost like dirt and it was close right outside.

How could he have missed such and ancient smell and let it get so close to them? He started trying to get more than just the oldness of the smell to see if he could tell its race. This proved much harder then one would imagine for some reason the smell was very hard to tell the race of it almost smelled like a stone rather than a person but he could tell it had to be alive then the smell reminded him of something. It was similar to Thaddeus's smell but obviously not Thaddeus himself he could smell his scent near that of this new scent and knew he was not far from it but still a good distance from it.

By the similarity of its scent to Thad's Marcos determined it had to be a vampire a very old vampire at that. He calmed a little and sighed thinking, It must be an elder out for a walk or something. Or maybe its here for that hunter girl. If that's the case this place may become a war zone in little to no time. Marcos began taking in the exits of the restaurant. He knew this place well because they had come here many times. He was sad to think this would not even be the first time they had to take a hasty retreat from this restaurant while trying to enjoy a nice meal.

Marcos had just finished taking in the exits when the scent barged right in the front door. He blinked watching the figure out of the corner of his eye. He knew a vampire that old must know he and the hunter were currently in the building and that even Thaddeus was outside but to Marcos's surprise the man did not even pay the young hunter heed he simply walked right in his and Bri's direction.

He did not really know what to do why would a vampire elder be walking towards him? Did Bri berserk while he had been out finishing that job why would an elder vampire have any interest in either of them? But his questions were quickly answered once the man sat down. He began speaking in a familiar and hurried tone then he spoke like he knew Marcos but that was strange Marcos knew vampires but not many elder's then it hit him from back when he was normal he had not even thought about that person in over forty years.

Issac, a person he had fought in World War Two with. He and Marcos had become close friends mostly by force once Marcos had watch Issac kill an entire German brigade and take out four tanks by himself. Marcos quickly confronted the man which Marcos later thought was a mad choice of actions but he never really regretted it. Issac could not really hide what he had done right in front of Marcos's eyes and even beyond subduing them he had not killed even one of the enemy in that fight they were all simply knocked out on the ground.

Marcos watched Issac's childlike movements he seemed utterly elated to of found him sitting in this random place. Then he said something that some what shocked Marcos. He told him that his sister was pregnant which was a fairly shocking statement by anyone's standards. Marcos stared from Issac to Bri then Issac went on saying that he was happy not to go insane by himself for the rest of eternity.

Laughing he smiled and his hand squeezed Bri's thigh slightly reassuringly because he knew she was probably frantically confused by now then he said, "I can't believe your alive Issac. I would have thought you'd have been killed in one of those insane war stunts you loved pulling. But here you are sitting in front of me. I almost forgot about you consider everything what we have been through in the past sixty years or so. And to answer "that" question it was only about a week after I went home from the war. I don't feel like going further then that into it."

Marcos knew Issac would figure out what he meant by saying it like that. He knew he would change the subject or at least he hoped he would then Marcos went on. "Oh, and can you keep the whole "us" thing to a quiet whisper," he said taking a worried glance at the owner of the restaurant then speaking again, "Anyways what are you doing here? There aren't any war's going on in Seattle to my knowledge so what are you doing in this town Issac. Oh, and you never met Bri before this is my erm "girl", Bricia. Bri this is my old war buddy remember I told you all about him in my letters home. Well, mostly anyways I did sort of skip some facts like his age." Marcos laughed softly but he kept softly glancing at the door and to the young hunter and her small party of people while he waited for Issac to speak again.

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I am: Lycan. I'm a Wiener Dog.
Feeling: Happy and extremely sleepy but still on guard.
Thoughts: I wonder why Issac is here in this town?
Location: Giorgi's Meat Palace.

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[Kyrus Highgrave]

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Macros yawned having calmed some. The girl whom was obviously a hunter did not seem to be acting like one at all at this point. She seemed more like a normal teenager of the day but her scent was still troubling to the nose. Macros always thought that hunters needed to bath better. It was amusing to him when they called him a filthy beast when he smelled thousands of times better then ninety percent of them. The smell of death normally was all over them and even though Marcos was a rogue hunter he still managed to clean himself of that reek.

He glanced around waiting for Bri to eat but she abruptly said she was not hungry and Marcos's eyes widened in shock to this considering she normally would eat an entire cow or sometimes two just to herself. Marcos figured that she must still be taking in what she had finally come to terms with so maybe it just made it impossible for her to eat.

He was happy though because she managed to eat at least two hefty steaks at least which was beyond any normal man by far. Marcos nodded at her in a way to say it was ok if she didn't want to eat anymore and then stretched a little. He was very tired by now having been awake for more then twenty hours now made him very much want to go home and just take a long nap.

Blinking he then sniffed the air as he did just to confirm the area's scents. He did this every so often to make sure nothing bad was coming towards them or if something was that they could be long gone before what ever it was got there. Marcos sniffed a very long sniff then his eyes narrowed he caught sniff of a smell that he had not really noticed before it was very old almost like dirt and it was close right outside.

How could he have missed such and ancient smell and let it get so close to them? He started trying to get more than just the oldness of the smell to see if he could tell its race. This proved much harder then one would imagine for some reason the smell was very hard to tell the race of it almost smelled like a stone rather than a person but he could tell it had to be alive then the smell reminded him of something. It was similar to Thaddeus's smell but obviously not Thaddeus himself he could smell his scent near that of this new scent and knew he was not far from it but still a good distance from it.

By the similarity of its scent to Thad's Marcos determined it had to be a vampire a very old vampire at that. He calmed a little and sighed thinking, It must be an elder out for a walk or something. Or maybe its here for that hunter girl. If that's the case this place may become a war zone in little to no time. Marcos began taking in the exits of the restaurant. He knew this place well because they had come here many times. He was sad to think this would not even be the first time they had to take a hasty retreat from this restaurant while trying to enjoy a nice meal.

Marcos had just finished taking in the exits when the scent barged right in the front door. He blinked watching the figure out of the corner of his eye. He knew a vampire that old must know he and the hunter were currently in the building and that even Thaddeus was outside but to Marcos's surprise the man did not even pay the young hunter heed he simply walked right in his and Bri's direction.

He did not really know what to do why would a vampire elder be walking towards him? Did Bri berserk while he had been out finishing that job why would an elder vampire have any interest in either of them? But his questions were quickly answered once the man sat down. He began speaking in a familiar and hurried tone then he spoke like he knew Marcos but that was strange Marcos knew vampires but not many elder's then it hit him from back when he was normal he had not even thought about that person in over forty years.

Issac, a person he had fought in World War Two with. He and Marcos had become close friends mostly by force once Marcos had watch Issac kill an entire German brigade and take out four tanks by himself. Marcos quickly confronted the man which Marcos later thought was a mad choice of actions but he never really regretted it. Issac could not really hide what he had done right in front of Marcos's eyes and even beyond subduing them he had not killed even one of the enemy in that fight they were all simply knocked out on the ground.

Marcos watched Issac's childlike movements he seemed utterly elated to of found him sitting in this random place. Then he said something that some what shocked Marcos. He told him that his sister was pregnant which was a fairly shocking statement by anyone's standards. Marcos stared from Issac to Bri then Issac went on saying that he was happy not to go insane by himself for the rest of eternity.

Laughing he smiled and his hand squeezed Bri's thigh slightly reassuringly because he knew she was probably frantically confused by now then he said, "I can't believe your alive Issac. I would have thought you'd have been killed in one of those insane war stunts you loved pulling. But here you are sitting in front of me. I almost forgot about you consider everything what we have been through in the past sixty years or so. And to answer "that" question it was only about a week after I went home from the war. I don't feel like going further then that into it."

Marcos knew Issac would figure out what he meant by saying it like that. He knew he would change the subject or at least he hoped he would then Marcos went on. "Oh, and can you keep the whole "us" thing to a quiet whisper," he said taking a worried glance at the owner of the restaurant then speaking again, "Anyways what are you doing here? There aren't any war's going on in Seattle to my knowledge so what are you doing in this town Issac. Oh, and you never met Bri before this is my erm "girl", Bricia. Bri this is my old war buddy remember I told you all about him in my letters home. Well, mostly anyways I did sort of skip some facts like his age." Marcos laughed softly but he kept softly glancing at the door and to the young hunter and her small party of people while he waited for Issac to speak again.

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I am: Lycan. I'm a Wiener Dog.
Feeling: Happy and extremely sleepy but still on guard.
Thoughts: I wonder why Issac is here in this town?
Location: Giorgi's Meat Palace.

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The plane ride had been a horrible experience, to her at least. There had been a little boy sitting behind her and he had been constantly kicking the back of her seat throughout the entire trip. She was actually so upset with child that she snapped at the parent and the mother of the child pretended to be offended by her accusation.

After the incident with the parent she went on about her business, falling back into the arms of Morpheus she began to dream once more. Her dreams were filled of things that she wanted to happen, but had not as of yet. By the time she finally woke up it was time for the plane to land and she panicked for a moment when she could not adjust herself in the seat.

The landing had been smooth for the most part, minus the screaming kid that was behind her. When she came to stand everybody started to push and shove, she nearly fell a few times but managed to stay on her feet. She was grateful for the fact that she had refused to wear the high heels her eldest aunt had offered her. Instead, she was wearing a pair of simple black flats.

By the time everyone had gotten off the plane she had been herded into the luggage area. Luckily, she had no baggage except for her purse that had her ID, some money, and her white cane. She had a cell phone, but she did not really use it that much being that most people used texting and she could not exactly read text messages.

Sighing, she held on to her things as she tried to find herself the cab that was to take her to the college she was going to be attending. The wealth that had surrounded her in her younger years had diminished and the only reason she had even noticed the change was the fact that they had to get rid of her nanny.

Tamara was blind; she had been blind since her parents had left her with her three aunts. Being blind from such a young age had been an enormous task to overcome at such a young age. Her accent had been an easy chore to conquer, but her being blind was something far more difficult.

The only reason she was even good at sewing or anything of that sort was just because she was gifted with the fact that she was skilled with her hands. Her work was elegant, much like her taste. People, who could see, designers, would say that she was not going to make it too far with her disability. Seeing those phrases as a challenge she planned to defy them and with that she promised herself that she would make herself a great designer.

Holding on to the white cane tightly in her hand, she found herself a seat. She felt partially defeated by the fact that she was so lost in this new place, the people here had been mostly rude and un-wanting to help her even in the least. After having folded the walking stick back into a small miniature version of itself. For the most part she used a collapsible cane which was easier for her to use than the one that did not fold.

It had only been two weeks since she had moved to New York City with her aunts and now she had been shipped off to London. As she sat there she could here people walk by, going about their lives without a worry. The sounds of children begin trudged along with their parents made her wince.

There were some noises she was just not fond of, they hurt her ears and made her wonder what her life would have been like if her parents had not left her. She could recall them fighting over the fact that she was a burden to them, a burden because she could not see like every other child. They had left her with her mother’s three eldest sisters and they had cared for her for all of her childhood, teen years, and even now that she was an adult.

The girl could only imagine what it must have been like for her parents to watch over a child they had not even wanted in the first place. It was a sad image, but she figured that it was similar to what they had been feeling. She was happy though, her aunts gave her all the love that her parents had denied her. Not once did she miss her mother or father, she was only curious what it would have been like to have grown up in a household like what most children were use to.

Sometimes. Sometimes. Sometimes, she thought to herself as she waited for her legs to stop hurting. She had no idea what time it was and she figured if she asked someone they would ignore her or respond in one of those horribly uptight voices.

Tamara knew that someone from the college was supposed to be coming to get her. She was not sure as to whom it was but was hoping that they would arrive soon, the last thing she wanted to happen was for her to have to sleep in an airport. Her aunts had promised that this would be an enjoyable experience and thus far the only thing she had enjoyed was the thirty hour nap.

Yet another sigh escaped her lips as she placed her elbows on her thighs and held her face with her hands there. She had no fear of smearing her make up, since she wore none. The confidence she had came with the fact that she could not see anything, looks meant nothing to her. Tamara was naïve to the world around her and that made her an easy target for people that wanted to take advantage of others.





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Feeling: Tired and Hungry.
Thoughts: I want to rest.
Location: The airport.
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[Kyrus Highgrave]

[ Evander Marcus Gray ]

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Evander,Evan,Marcus,Gray.
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I believe I am male. But your going to have to make sure for yourself.
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Twenty Eight years of age.
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Breast are nice to get milk from.
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Cheshire Cat


noт your average נoe, now, am i؟
Ok well I like going around in a Cos-play costume because I find it more entertaining to do so. I like quoting famous intelligent people. That means people whom are actually smart. I try to give good advice but more often then not people become annoyed with my blunt and humorous nature. I enjoy making people laugh and laughing myself. I am a very happy person except when people want me to take off my costume. I do go out without it sometimes but not really that often. I will listen just about anyone's problems but and try my best to help if that is possible. All in all I am easy going and enjoy being with my friends. I do want a girl to call my own but its not that important at this point because woman are nuts. Anyways that's me and a nut shell.
my pasт, presenт and ƒuтure.
Hello world, My name is Evander and I was born in nineteen eighty one. I was born in California and moved to Florida when I was two and a half. I lived there till I finished high school then signed up for college and to my joy after getting my degree then my master's they gave me a chance to become a foreign exchange student in Europe when I was twenty four. I have been studying to get my P.H.D in one of the more prestigous colleges but then I heard about a new college opening up and one of my idles was going to be teaching there. So I decided to attend that school. I got a transfer and have thus been attending there for a short while. It is a nice school very new. It even still has that new car smell. But still I expect interesting things from this newly a credited school and hope to enjoy my last three years of schooling here. Who knows I may try and get another P.H.D if I find I like the place enough.
oн, i love тнese!
☼ Food.
☼ Laughing.
☼ Being weird.
☼ Making people stare at him.
☼ Quoting important things I've learned.
☼ Reading.
☼ Writing.
☼ Sweet and lazy cats.
☼ Cos-play.
☼ Learning.
☼ Video Games.
oн, i нaтe тнese!
☼ People who don't understand him.
☼ Mimes.
☼ People who try to take off my suit.
☼ Girls you try and rape his cos-play suit.
☼ Disney movies.
☼ Being bored.
☼ Commercials on my T.v.
☼ Not having pockets on my cos-play suit.
☼ Really rare steak/burgers.
☼ Not getting enough sleep.
мαкєѕ му нєαят ѕкιρ α вєαт...
I love Air. Because I like breathing.


dooƒ dooƒ musicкz!
Speed Of Sound by ColdPlay
speaкing in rainвows
Dark Slate Gray.

[ Kyrus Highgrave ]

[Kyrus Highgrave]

C h e s h i r e C a t ☼ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☼ Evander

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☼ Marcus

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☼ Gray

Evander yawned as he walked out of the door of his dorm room. He had awoken some what late today and having to put on his cosplay suit actually made him even more late. He never left his dorm without clothes on over the suit at least a jacket or something along those lines. He always said he felt naked if he didn't. He glanced down the hall as he walked. A few of the people whom lived there as well were staring he was a fairly new student to this school so no one had really gotten use to his unusual a tire. Evander more then Eighty percent of the time wore a cosplay suit. He wore a white chibi cat suit. He had been doing this sense he was sense he was seventeen. He just liked wearing it. He didn't wear it for comfort or anything he just liked wearing it and he didn't really care what other people thought so he started wearing it as his daily clothes instead of a normal persons clothing. This didn't mean he wore it all the time but he did have more then one so he could wear a different suit every day and at the end of the week he would get them all dry cleaned so that he could wear them the next week. Evander finally got to the end of the hall. A few of the other people had started laughing at him he simply stared then said. "Every way of a man is right in his own eyes, but the Lord weighs the hearts. Proverbs 21:2" He softly smiled to himself not that they could see and he walked down the stair case as the boy whom was laughing had gone from laughing to looking utterly confused. Evander had almost said strange things like this but they always had a deeper meaning. He was to lazy to explain that meaning though so it mostly left people confused. He got to the bottom of the stairs and turned out of the dorms lobby then walked outside. He had been asked to escort someone by the school office because she was also an American so they figured that he would be able to help her feel at ease. Evander didn't mind really it was for community service which he had been looking for ways to get more of. It wasn't as easy to get community service in another country as it was to get it in America at least not for someone from another country that is. Evander stretched a little his suit stretching too. Then he waved down a cab and walked over to it. The cab driver didn't look shocked to see him at all which in and of itself was slightly strange. He shrugged it off figuring that the must of been around when a furry convention happened near by. He got into the cab and then told the driver. "I need to go to the airport. Would you please hurry up I am running slightly late. I will also be needing to return to the school once it is over if you please." The cab driver nodded and said. "Alright I will get you there Mr.Catman." He was smiling softly but he wasn't laughing which made Evander wonder why. Its not like he care if people laughed he didn't do what he did to make people laugh or not to he just simply did what he liked without worry about what others thought. The cab driver began driving and started making his way to the airport. Evander glanced out the window and random little kids started waving at him from there cars as they went down the road. He smiled inside the suit and waved back. It made him happy when little kids liked his suit. He had ordered them special made and was very proud of them. The airport wasn't that far from the school which was convenient for Evander. The driver got to the parking lot area of the airport and then he drove up to the pick up station for new arrivals and pulled up to the curb. Evander pulled some money and handed it to the driver and said. "If you want some more then wait here because I will need a ride home." Evander got up and out of the cab then made his way into the airport. He glanced around then remembered he had no idea what this woman looked like. He pulled out a photo of the girl that the office had given him. He began looking around for her now with the photo he then spots a woman carrying a white cane. He only new what that was from reading to much. It is a cane specially made for blind people to help them move around the world by themselves. He new that the woman was blind so he compared the photo to this young woman and bingo. He made his way over to her and tapped her shoulder softly then said. "Are you by chance Miss Roxanne? If you are then I am your escort from the school its a pleasure to meet you I am Evander." He would have put out his hand to shake her's but considering she was blind that would be a fairly wastefully thing to do with his time.



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Feeling:Happy and Amused.
Thoughts:I wonder what this young blind woman is majoring in.
Location:London Airport.

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[Roslyn Pryce]

C h e s h i r e C a t ☼ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☼ Evander

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☼ Marcus

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☼ Gray

Evander yawned as he walked out of the door of his dorm room. He had awoken some what late today and having to put on his cosplay suit actually made him even more late. He never left his dorm without clothes on over the suit at least a jacket or something along those lines. He always said he felt naked if he did not. He glanced down the hall as he walked.

A few of the people whom lived there as well were staring he was a fairly new student to this school so no one had really gotten use to his unusual a tire. Evander, more than eighty percent of the time, wore a cosplay suit. He wore a white chibi cat suit. He had been doing this since he was sense he was seventeen. He just liked wearing it, he did not wear it for comfort or anything he just liked wearing it and he did not really care what other people thought so he started wearing it as his daily clothes instead of a normal persons clothing. This did not mean he wore it all the time but he did have more than one so he could wear a different suit every day and at the end of the week he would get them all dry cleaned so that he could wear them the next week.

Evander finally got to the end of the hall. A few of the other people had started laughing at him he simply stared then said, "Every way of a man is right in his own eyes, but the Lord weighs the hearts. Proverbs 21:2" He softly smiled to himself not that they could see and he walked down the stair case as the boy whom was laughing had gone from laughing to looking utterly confused. Evander had almost always said strange things like this but they always had a deeper meaning. He was too lazy to explain that meaning though so it mostly left people confused.

When he got to the bottom of the stairs and turned out of the dorms lobby then walked outside. He had been asked to escort someone by the school office because she was also an American so they figured that he would be able to help her feel at ease. Evander did not mind really it was for community service which he had been looking for ways to get more of. It was not as easy to get community service in another country as it was to get it in America at least not for someone from another country that is.

Evander stretched a little his suit stretching too. Then he waved down a cab and walked over to it. The cab driver did not look shocked to see him at all which in and of itself was slightly strange. He shrugged it off figuring that he must have been around when a furry convention happened near by. He got into the cab and then told the driver, "I need to go to the airport. Would you please hurry up I am running slightly late. I will also be needing to return to the school once it is over if you please."

The cab driver nodded and said, "Alright, I will get you there Mr.Catman." He was smiling to himself but he was not laughing which made Evander wonder why. It is not like he cared if people laughed, he did not do what he did to make people laugh or not to he just simply did what he liked without worry about what others thought.

The cab driver began driving and started making his way to the airport. Evander glanced out the window and random little kids started waving at him from there cars as they went down the road. He grinned from ear to ear inside the suit and waved back. It made him happy when little kids liked his suit. He had ordered them special made and was very proud of them. The airport was not that far from the school which was convenient for Evander. The driver got to the parking lot area of the airport and then he drove up to the pick up station for new arrivals and pulled up to the curb. Evander pulled some money and handed it to the driver and stated, "If you want some more then wait here because I will need a ride home."

Evander got up and out of the cab then made his way into the airport. He glanced around then remembered he had no idea what this woman looked like. He pulled out a photo of the girl that the office had given him. He began looking around for her now with the photo he then spotted a woman carrying a white cane. He only knew what that was from reading too much. It is a cane specially made for blind people to help them move around the world by themselves.

He knew that the woman was blind so he compared the photo to this young woman and bingo. He made his way over to her and tapped her shoulder gently while asking her, "Are you by chance Miss Roxanne? If you are then I am your escort from the school it’s a pleasure to meet you I am Evander." He would have put out his hand to shake hers but considering she was blind that would be a fairly wastefully thing to do with his time.




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Feeling: Happy and Amused.
Thoughts: I wonder what this young blind woman is majoring in.
Location: London Airport.
Cat Suit

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[Kyrus Highgrave]

C h e s h i r e C a t ☼ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☼ Evander

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☼ Marcus

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☼ Gray

Evander yawned as he walked out of the door of his dorm room. He had awoken some what late today and having to put on his cosplay suit actually made him even more late. He never left his dorm without clothes on over the suit at least a jacket or something along those lines. He always said he felt naked if he did not. He glanced down the hall as he walked.

A few of the people whom lived there as well were staring he was a fairly new student to this school so no one had really gotten use to his unusual a tire. Evander, more than eighty percent of the time, wore a cosplay suit. He wore a white chibi cat suit. He had been doing this since he was sense he was seventeen. He just liked wearing it, he did not wear it for comfort or anything he just liked wearing it and he did not really care what other people thought so he started wearing it as his daily clothes instead of a normal persons clothing. This did not mean he wore it all the time but he did have more than one so he could wear a different suit every day and at the end of the week he would get them all dry cleaned so that he could wear them the next week.

Evander finally got to the end of the hall. A few of the other people had started laughing at him he simply stared then said, "Every way of a man is right in his own eyes, but the Lord weighs the hearts. Proverbs 21:2" He softly smiled to himself not that they could see and he walked down the stair case as the boy whom was laughing had gone from laughing to looking utterly confused. Evander had almost always said strange things like this but they always had a deeper meaning. He was too lazy to explain that meaning though so it mostly left people confused.

When he got to the bottom of the stairs and turned out of the dorms lobby then walked outside. He had been asked to escort someone by the school office because she was also an American so they figured that he would be able to help her feel at ease. Evander did not mind really it was for community service which he had been looking for ways to get more of. It was not as easy to get community service in another country as it was to get it in America at least not for someone from another country that is.

Evander stretched a little his suit stretching too. Then he waved down a cab and walked over to it. The cab driver did not look shocked to see him at all which in and of itself was slightly strange. He shrugged it off figuring that he must have been around when a furry convention happened near by. He got into the cab and then told the driver, "I need to go to the airport. Would you please hurry up I am running slightly late. I will also be needing to return to the school once it is over if you please."

The cab driver nodded and said, "Alright, I will get you there Mr.Catman." He was smiling to himself but he was not laughing which made Evander wonder why. It is not like he cared if people laughed, he did not do what he did to make people laugh or not to he just simply did what he liked without worry about what others thought.

The cab driver began driving and started making his way to the airport. Evander glanced out the window and random little kids started waving at him from there cars as they went down the road. He grinned from ear to ear inside the suit and waved back. It made him happy when little kids liked his suit. He had ordered them special made and was very proud of them. The airport was not that far from the school which was convenient for Evander. The driver got to the parking lot area of the airport and then he drove up to the pick up station for new arrivals and pulled up to the curb. Evander pulled some money and handed it to the driver and stated, "If you want some more then wait here because I will need a ride home."

Evander got up and out of the cab then made his way into the airport. He glanced around then remembered he had no idea what this woman looked like. He pulled out a photo of the girl that the office had given him. He began looking around for her now with the photo he then spotted a woman carrying a white cane. He only knew what that was from reading too much. It is a cane specially made for blind people to help them move around the world by themselves.

He knew that the woman was blind so he compared the photo to this young woman and bingo. He made his way over to her and tapped her shoulder gently while asking her, "Are you by chance Miss Roxanne? If you are then I am your escort from the school it’s a pleasure to meet you I am Evander." He would have put out his hand to shake hers but considering she was blind that would be a fairly wastefully thing to do with his time.




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Feeling: Happy and Amused.
Thoughts: I wonder what this young blind woman is majoring in.
Location: London Airport.
Cat Suit

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[Roslyn Pryce]

S l e e p i n g B e a u t y ✩ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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The girl was sitting uncomfortably upon her seat, yawning she shifted her weight on the metal chair that was bolted to the floor beneath her. Tamara was already feeling homesick, the accent of the people around her was uninviting and the entire place was unfamiliar to her. Lonely, she just felt a bit lonely was all.

“Ouch,” she murmured to herself when her ring caught a few strands of her hair and pulled them. She sat up, no longer holding her head in the palms of her hands. Sometimes she wished she could see again just to avoid small little injuries like this, and possibly see colors again.

The doctors had told her aunts that her blindness was due to some sort of psychological trauma. Trauma that was induced by her parents, the parents that left her. Maybe it was because she had actually been attached to them when she was younger? Maybe it was because she had been so young when the left? Whatever the reason had been did not matter anymore, she had been blind for eighteen years and no one had been able to help her with her ailment.

Aunt Flora had not been able to keep up with paying for her doctor visits the past five years so she had abandoned all hope of seeing ever again. Eighteen long treacherous years of blindness, a blindness that she had brought about on her own, a blindness that she could not get rid of. For the most part, she did not mind it, it was only when she stopped to think about what she was missing that she ever felt slightly empty.

When people spoke about how beautiful things were she felt lost. What was beauty? She had a much different thoughts on what the word beautiful meant than the people that could see. Beauty to her was not about how appealing something was to her sight; after all, she could not see.

So, what exactly was beautiful to her? The answer to that question was easily answered. In her mind beauty came from the things that she could touch and hear. Through her touch she was able to read books, see the things that she had never been able to experience. She could touch and feel so many things, appreciate so many things that others could not even begin to imagine all because of her lose of sight. Through her hearing she could hear the voices of people around her. Tamara could actually take in all of the different sounds around her and see the true beauty beneath them. Everybody’s voice was different; they all had an octave that no one else could imitate.

Voices, she thought they were all beautiful in their own little way. Accents that some people found annoying she saw as endearing. Tones that showed the happiness that someone was feeling made her feel like she was a part of that happiness. She tended to find herself talking to people just to hear their voice and find comfort within it.

Tamara had heard someone approach her, someone that was fairly tall from the sound of their steps. It was not until that the person was next to her and spoke that she realized he was the one who was suppose to be escorting her to the school. He introduced himself as being Evander. The first thing she took in was the tone of his voice, he sounded fairly happy and the air about him was bursting with positive energy.

Snapping herself out of a daze she replied to his question, “Yes, I’m Roxanne.” After pausing for a moment she brought her hands to her lap, grabbing the white cane that she had folded. “Pleased to meet you, Evander. Would you mind calling me Tamara? I’m not really fond of my first name.”

She stood after having unfolded her cane and waited for him to take her hand and lead her to where he wanted her to go. Tamara had not been this dependent on someone since her nanny had quit taking care of her and she felt awkward in doing this now. “You’re not British,” she stated rather bluntly after having taken in his accent, “What’s a southern white boy doing in London? I mean…sorry.”




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Feeling: Tired and Hungry.
Thoughts: He sounds nice enough.
Location: The airport.
• Outfit •

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[Kyrus Highgrave]

C h e s h i r e C a t ☼ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☼ Evander

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☼ Marcus

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☼ Gray

Evander was glad that she looked like a fairly nice person. Although he wondered how blind she actually was. Before he got to think on it she told him to call her Tamara. He smiled to himself and said. "Ok Miss Tammy I will call you that." He reached out and took her hand with his big squishy cos-play mitt. He softly lead her towards the exit because he new that had sent her some in advance because it would have been near impossible for her to get her luggage from baggage claim considering she didn't really know what it looked like. Evander was going to say something but then she bluntly said he wasn't British. He new that but he wondered how she did but then she said bluntly and questioningly what a southern white boy was doing there. She apologized afterwords but that was still a fairly rude statement he thought. He smiled to himself and then said. "Even hicks get degree's these days Tammy." He laughed to himself and then guess that she could tell he was from the south because of his voice. This made him think she must be totally blind not even able to see blobs. He made his way towards the door and decided to answer once they had gotten outside. He figured that she had not really care to much about being not blunt about things after all she had basically burst that out infront of about four or five hundred people in the airport. Not that he really minded considering he was walking around like a mascot at a foot ball game only he supported no team and he was in an airport. They finally made it outside of the airport and the cab driver had thankfully remained outside. He was leaning on his cab and when Evander made it outside he waved and opened the door of the cab and waited for them to get in. Evander tugged her along so they would get to the school soon. He figured that she was feeling a bit out of place in such an unfamiliar place to what she is used too. The cab driver promptly said. "Welcome back Mr.Catman. Back to the school would be it right?" He was eyeing the young girl obviously checking out her body sense her eyes were not really turning it was fairly obvious she was blind so anyone whom wanted to could fairly easily check out her body without her knowing about it. The driver went around and got into the cab as Evander helped her into the back seat promptly going to the other side and getting into the back seat as well then he said to the driver. "Now that you've had your fun I hope your ready to go back to the school Mr.CabDriver?" Evander leaned back in the seat he was wearing a small jacket on top of his cos-play suit and he had a phone in the pocket. He pulled his phone out and checked the time then leaned over to her and said. "So how was your flight Miss Tammy? He yawned slightly this not being his normal time to be awake. He normally had much later classes evenings and night classes so he could sleep during the day. Sadly though when he did community service he noticed it often started very early in the mornings. The cab got to the school fairly quickly and Evander got out of the cab. He walked around and helped her out of the cab then took out his paper to find out her room. With a bit of a jump of surprised he blurted out. "You in my room?!?!" Then he stared at her for a moment and helped her walk up the front steps after paying the cabdriver what he owed. Evander was slightly worried about the placement of a female student in HIS dorm room considering the fact that he was male. But he new that this place filled up so quickly it was likely not an uncommon occurrence in the school. So many people were flooding into the school it was nearly impossible to sort them all correctly into same gender rooms. He yawned again some what worried but figuring it was pointless to be to worried about anything unless it was literally the end of the world or something. Evander walked her up the stairs and down the hall to the dorm room they shared and said with a happy tone. "Welcome to your new home for how ever long you plan on staying here. Miss Tammy." He opened the door for her and helped her inside. He knew she couldn't really take in anything except by touching it so he left it up to her to figure out everything around her and such he simply face planted onto his bed and laid there in his cos-play suit.



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Feeling:Happy but some what worried.
Thoughts:I can't believe they put a girl in my room. This is college are they insane?
Location:The school dorms.

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[Roslyn Pryce]

Kyrus Highgrave

C h e s h i r e C a t ☼ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☼ Evander

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☼ Marcus

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☼ Gray

Evander was glad that she looked like a fairly nice person. Although he wondered how blind she actually was. Before he got to think on it she told him to call her Tamara. He smiled to himself and said, "Ok, Miss Tammy, I will call you that." He reached out and took her hand with his big squishy cos-play mitt.

He quietly lead her towards the exit because he knew that they had sent her some in advance because it would have been near impossible for her to get her luggage from baggage claim considering she did not really know what it looked like. Evander was going to say something but then she bluntly said he was not British. He knew that but he wondered how she did but then she said bluntly and questioningly what a southern white boy was doing there. She apologized afterwards but that was still a fairly rude statement he thought.

He smiled to himself and then said, "Even hicks get degree's these days Tammy." He laughed and then guessed that she could tell he was from the south because of his voice. This made him think she must be totally blind not even able to see blobs. He made his way towards the door and decided to answer once they had gotten outside. He figured that she had not really care to much about being not blunt about things after all she had basically burst that out in front of about four or five hundred people in the airport. Not that he really minded considering he was walking around like a mascot at a foot ball game only he supported no team and he was in an airport.

They finally made it outside of the airport and the cab driver had thankfully remained outside. He was leaning on his cab and when Evander made it outside he waved and opened the door of the cab and waited for them to get in. Evander tugged her along so they would get to the school soon. He figured that she was feeling a bit out of place in such unfamiliar surrounds to what she is use to. The cab driver promptly said, "Welcome back, Mr.Catman. Back to the school would be it right?" He was eyeing the young girl obviously checking out her body since her eyes were not really turning it was fairly obvious she was blind so anyone whom wanted to could fairly easily check out her body without her knowing about it.

The driver went around and got into the cab as Evander helped her into the back seat promptly going to the other side and getting into the back seat as well then he said to the driver. "Now that you've had your fun I hope your ready to go back to the school, Mr.CabDriver?" Evander leaned back in the seat he was wearing a small jacket on top of his cos-play suit and he had a phone in the pocket. He pulled his phone out and checked the time then leaned over to her and said, "So how was your flight, Miss Tammy?

Yawning slightly since this not the normal time he was awake. He normally had much later classes evenings and night classes so he could sleep during the day. Sadly though when he did community service he noticed it often started very early in the mornings. The cab got to the school fairly quickly and Evander got out of the cab. He walked around and helped her out of the cab then took out his paper to find out her room. With a bit of a jump of surprised he blurted out, "You in my room?!?!" Then he stared at her for a moment and helped her walk up the front steps after paying the cabdriver what he owed.

Evander was slightly worried about the placement of a female student in HIS dorm room considering the fact that he was male. But he knew that this place filled up so quickly it was likely not an uncommon occurrence in the school. So many people were flooding into the school it was nearly impossible to sort them all correctly into same gender rooms.

He yawned again some what worried but figuring it was pointless to be too worried about anything unless it was literally the end of the world or something. Evander walked her up the stairs and down the hall to the dorm room they shared and said with a happy tone, "Welcome to your new home for how ever long you plan on staying here, Miss Tammy." He opened the door for her and helped her inside. He knew she could not really take in anything except by touching it so he left it up to her to figure out everything around her and such he simply face planted onto his bed and laid there in his cos-play suit.




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Feeling:Happy but some what worried.
Thoughts:I can't believe they put a girl in my room. This is college, are they insane?
Location:The school dorms.

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