Guild-wide event: Back to School Jam [Now Open]

[Hopeless Reality]

Welcome to the Back to School Jam

Welcome one and all!

To show our appreciation to both our students and our teachers, the school board has decided to throw a back to school bash. Where fledglings and vampires can mingle and get to know each other before classes start. Because it is never a bad idea to have a friend in a new class. Of course since our clocks are set differently than the average human, the event will start a few hours after dawn, so around six or seven in the morning. It will give us time to set up and students to do what they need before classes start the next night. It will go until five in the evening unless it dies down sooner. That way there is plenty of time to sleep before the first classes.

The cafeteria (still played in this thread) has been remodeled for the day and will be returned to its normal look while everyone is in class. During the event it will look like this. This is where the ice-cream social of sorts will occur. Ice cream is not the only thing served for this event. Along with the normal burgers, pizza, pasta, and fries, there will be a plethora of sweets for you to choose from. Candy, cakes, pies, pastries, you name it. Even a cotton candy machine for those who might want to get in touch with their inner child for a little while.

The rec hall (also played out in this thread) has been made to look like this for anyone who feels brave enough to dance. The DJ is our very own sixth former Barack and though he has a playlist set up is willing to take any requests for songs. At the bottom of this sheet will be the list of songs and the one currently playing. Have your character come to Barack with a request if you want anything else. Be warned though, he has a long list already, so check first encase your song is already there.

Note: This is a guild-wide event, because of this two of the threads in the main forums are in lock-down. Your character does not have to attend the event but if they wish to go to the rec hall or the cafeteria they would be going through the event, thus posting here. PLEASE NO ANTISOCIAL DOUCHES DURING THIS EVENT! If you have them walk through the cafeteria or rec hall they are not impervious to the event as if it was not there. EVERYONE HAS TO TALK TO SOMEONE AT SOME POINT.
Thank you.

Barack's Dance floor Playlist: [➣ = Playing]
Safe and Sound - Capital Cities
Blurred Lines - Robin Thicke
Radioactive - Imagine Dragons
Sexy Back - Justin Timberlake
➣ Summertime Sadness - Lana Del Rey
Suit and Tie - Justin Timberlake
Wake Me Up - Avicii
Cupid Shuffle - Cupid
You Shook Me All Night Long - AC/DC
Get Lucky - Daft Punk
I Don't Care - Icona Pop
Just Dance - Lady Gaga
Treasure - Bruno Mars
Low - Flo Rida
Clarity - Zedd
Crank That (Soulja Boy) - Soulja Boy Tell'em
Can't Hold Us - Macklemore
Give Me Everything [Tonight] - Pitbull
Burn it Down - Awolnation
Gentleman - Psy
Down - Jason Derulo
Sexy and I Know It - LMFAO
Right Round - Flo Rida
Hey Ya! - Outkast
We Will Rock You - Queen
My Songs Know What You Did In the Dark [Burn it Up] - Fall Out Boy
Good Feeling - Flo Rida
Take Back the Night - Justin Timberlake
Single Ladies - Beyonce
Gangnam Style - Psy
Party Rock Anthem - LMFAO

 

[Hopeless Reality]

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Sure Rose, I can DJ at the party. Sure Rose why not? I'm only that big of a moron. Barack thought to himself as he walked from the direction of his dorm room to the rec hall. He thought about the previous week's conversation with the High Priestess and her mate Elijah concerning the back to school thing. Sure it had seemed like a neat idea and he had even considered dropping in when they explained it to him. He had been thinking about asking Maeve if she was interested in it at all. Which was why he was so absent minded when they asked if he wanted to DJ in the rec hall. The question had been started as, "Would you mind doing us a favor." A statement he was usually prepared to say yes to when it came to his mentor and his wife. Only after he had been dismissed did the request actually set in and he had spent the next half hour regretting it. Barack really was no fan of responsibilities or commitments. Two things he now had in the same hour.

"Moron." He muttered to himself as he turned the corner into the hallway that led to the rec hall. Of course he couldn't have taken it back. At least he wasn't forced to wear a suit or something. He had chosen a relatively casual outfit for the day. Something he was proud of as he pushed open the rec hall gym doors and stepped in. The vampires and school board had done well with the remodeling, it was actually pretty impressive, considering what the room usually looked like. "Hey Barack! Ready to jam?" A vampire called from the opposite end of the room where he was setting up the sound system. Such a cheesy welcoming line, which triggered an eye roll from the sixth former and pulled gave him a silent thumbs up. After that he walked over to the desk that he would be working behind. On top of it were turn tables encase he wanted to do some remixing between the songs. Or even during if he hated the song enough. Not everything he had chosen was a song he liked, but he tried to add a variety aside from what was currently popular in the Pop world.

Barack placed the black laptop that he had carried with him between the turn tables and opened it. Under the outlet behind him was the charger chord for his laptop but it was doubtful that he would need it anytime soon. Once the screen loaded he logged on and the music application he had chosen to use sat open and waiting for him. It didn't take long for him to hook into the sound system and get the first song playing. A number of students were already in the room by now. Enough that a small group of about a dozen or so stepped onto the floor to dance. Barack himself sat down on the chair set at the table for him. Side ways of course so he could put an arm over the back of the chair. He kept an eye on the screen but also payed some attention to who walked in, hoping to see a certain brown haired fourth former.

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[Random Lullaby]

Now Presenting the Greater Adventurer Herself...
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Maeve Thompson

❝This world extends way beyond this little field of dreams were dancing in. I want to see that world.❞




~ Maeve was so excited for this. This was the first time that the House of Night had hosted a dance. Well, at least since she had arrived on campus. She had her brown hair curled. She wasn't trying to impress anyone or anything like that. The fledgling simply felt like having her haired curled for such a fun event. The banana curls made her face seem a little more childish and made her innocent look pop even more. They were going to slowly loosen by the end of the night, she knew it. That's just how her crazy, brown hair operated. It made her mad sometimes. Usually, the girl just went with the flow and let things go. Hey! That actually kind of rhymed. She wondered exactly who was DJing the dance. A lot of her human high school dances had hired some really bad djs. So, she hoped the House of Night actually got a good one for this little shin ding!

There was bright smile on Maeve's face as she entered the dance hall. Her white teeth were showing as some people waved at her. She quickly and excitedly waved back. She gave each girl a hug. The three left to go talk to some boys. If the girl remembered correctly, those were boys that the three other girls liked. She giggled a little. Crushes made her chuckle. Then made her awe in joy when they turned into actual relationships. Those were always so cute! Well, to her at least. Sometimes Maeve wondered if she was just a hopeless romantic at times. She played matched maker for her friends her freshman year all the time. She wondered if the couples she got together were still dating. "I guess I'll never find out." She mumbled a bit. The thought saddened her a little. But the golden eyed girl shook the disappointed feeling away. There was no point in getting upset over something so silly. Though, Maeve had a very high standard for who she wanted to date. They were all goofy things. She wanted him to be sweet and buy her things. She wanted them to not be afraid say cute things in front of their friends. At the same time, she didn't want her boy friend to be extremely touchy or take things too fast. The girl had indeed watched too many chick flicks!

Maeve was looking for a certain friend of hers. Someone with pretty eyes and messy, brown hair. Someone who had tattoos and had watched Thor with her. Her big, bright eyes started searching every where for her male friend. She was starting to wonder if he had decided to just not show up. They had exchanged numbers but they hadn't texted about it at all. She would text him now but the girl left her cell phone in her dorm. Honestly, it never really left the dorm. Maeve was always so close to people she never saw the need have it. As these thoughts lingered in her mind, her search became successful. She saw a boy behind on the dj stand. He was sitting side ways and indeed her friend. Quickly, Maeve walked across the dance floor before it came too crowded. She slipped into the darkness. The girl tried to sneakily get behind Barrack. Quickly, she covered his eyes with her hands. "Boo! Who is it?!" She said in her overly excited and loud voice.




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Hopeless Reality

 

[Hopeless Reality]

Anti-socialists don't go to parties. Rouges don't go to parties. So there was really no reason in hell that explained why Brandi would go to the back to school party. And yet there she was in her dorm, changing into something different than what she had been wearing earlier that night. For a party. She swore she had lost her mind. But she also told herself it was just a subliminal message from her mind that she should go. Maybe she could hook up at the party for a one day stand. They were never a bad idea. Especially before school started and everyone was too busy with their homework during the day. Maybe that was her reason to go. Her own personal blow out for the end of break. Create what chaos she could before it was too late. Rumors weren't her thing, they got too screwed up too fast before they did any damage. She enjoyed the physical and psychological harm she could cause to someone's life. It was much more precise, direct, and worth while. It also took half as long as gossip.

It would sure as hell explain her slightly more provocative than normal dress code for the night. They wanted semi-formal to casual, so she was giving them semi-formal to casual. From the heeled black boots on her feet to the tighter than usual skirt that came down to just above her knees. Even the sleeveless blouse was a little more formal than she normally wore. It was a button down and had no logos or decals on it whatsoever. It made her think of the one day her parents considered sending her to a private university while she had been in South America. She had gone for one day, in the mandatory uniform that had been loaned to her. Only shortly after that they had moved and she had yet to hear that the lead cheerleader and soccer jock had been found. She had been ashamed to wear such a sofisticatedly boring outfit. But when she looked at herself in the mirror after applying her normal dark make up, she was satisfied. It added her own rebellious touch to her appearance. As if her tattoos weren't enough. "Well then. Let's give 'em hell." She told herself before turning gracefully on one heel and leaving her shared dorm room.

If she could really call it that. Brandi had only met her roommate a grand total of twice. The first when the other had first moved into the dorm about three months after Brandi herself. The most recent on the grounds before being so rudely interrupted by some male former who seemed to think he had knowledge that would keep him alive. Yeah, like the third former only needed a few words to live in certain company. If Brandi had been in Kira's shoes, with her affinity, she would have set fire to him then and there. Who knows. She thought with a sigh. Maybe the younger girl was just a little more tolerant of the munchkins than her. Entirely possible and likely, as Brandi had no patience for anyone in general. Hence the incident with the cheerleader and jock in Mexico. Anyway, you would think she would have seen her roommate a few times, being as they lived in the same dorm. But nope. They were quite elusive to each other.

An obnoxious yowl emitted from near her feet and Brandi looked down to see a pissed off looking tabby that she assumed she had stepped on. If not just nearly. The fifth former glared back at it until it stood and trotted off like the posh little git it was. When she looked back up she saw she had reached the gymnasium, where she assumed the cat had followed its fledgling to before leaving. She didn't blame the feline. It had gotten semi-crowded quickly. When she stepped in she looked around to get an estimate of the room. She recognized the boy playing the music, but not the girl with him. When her gaze wandered into the dancing mesh of teenagers, she recognized very few. None of which were the handful she was desiring to see. She was unashamed to say she was actually thinking of catching her little fire-starting associate. They may have only met twice, but Brandi could tell they had a few choice things in common. The other person she was keen on screwing with. Or just screwing, was Mister Logan Klausman. He may be a stick in the mud half the time, but she had a notion that he would be a joy once someone loosened him up a little bit.

Until the moment that either of the two or someone else of interest walked in, Brandi headed to the back wall of the gymnasium, passing a table for snacks. Beside which was a cooler with a variety of sodas or energy drinks. She grabbed a Red Bull before continuing to the wall and leaning against it, watching the multitude of bodies as they danced against each other.

My Soulless Nightmare

C'mon, you know you gotta join eventually ;P

 

[My Winged Vixen]

Hopeless Reality

Oh there going be quite a intresting umm couple lol crappy post but eh getting back in the feel of her lol

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Kira stared at herself in the mirror blinking a few times at the thing she was wearing. Twirling around a bit, why did she have to go to this thing. Oh yeah that is right, to make it look like she cared about this place. Grumbling a bit again, she looked at herself in the mirror red skirt, coming down below her knees a nice blouse and pair of red dress shoes. She sighed, a bit and shook her head not wanting to go this thing but sighed. As she walked out of her room, slamming the door and headed to the dance.

Once arriving there, she raised a eyebrow at the people dancing. Hoping and preying that no one dared speak to her or tried asking her. She wasn't one for dancing, but knowing her luck. Some stupid person would try and than she would have to tell them no thanks and then there would try again. She would get ticked and scare them off. She hadn't seen her little friend, Ian in awhile and what she heard about her room mate there shared maybe two words and that was it. Like she wanted anything to deal with the girl, but than again it wasn't every day you found someone that had a twisted humor. Seeing that people were dancing, and what she wanted across the dance floor. She sighed, pushing pass people making sure that her body was super hot a smirk playing on her face when she heard people go ouch, and move. She couldn't help it but laugh a bit and made her way to the food and drinks. Seeing that had some unhealthy drinks brought a smile to her face. She grabbed amp, noticing the room mate in the background.

A smirk appearing on her face, but instead of approaching her. She wanted to play a game with this female. She took a sip, of her drink and made her own way over towards one of the walls. Giving her roommate a challenge as if the female wanted to talk to her or wanted her. Than she can come get it or try to. After all Kira wasn't one to lay down easily smiling/smirking over at Brandi giving her a challenge look. Taking another sip of her drink as she waited to see if her room mate would dare to come over and talk to her. Being that the past few times, when there did run into each other it was more like hello and bye busy sorta thing. It was more she had other places to be and things to do but now she had some down time and some free time to get to know her room mate or to cause trouble around the school one of the two.

 

[Hopeless Reality]

In the few minutes that Brandi had been in the room, the following things happened. A third former who thought he could pull the 'I'm so drunk' bull sh*t on her came up. Brandi knew for a fact it was physically impossible for fledglings to be drunk unless through drinking a drunk human's blood. So whenhe walked over with a retarded impression of drunk swagger and tried to plant one on her, she was ready for him. He tried to lean onto her lips first. Instead he was met with two fingers in his eyes. His expression, obviously not hindered by alcohol, was one of pain and shock. He clearly thought he was cute and couldn't understand why a hot little thing like her would reject him. She gave him an eyeroll then, with an easy movement grabbed onto a fourth former girl who had been checking her out just a yard or two away. Embarrassment dawned in the boys eyes when the two locked lips.

""Thanks doll." Brandi said when the third former shuffled away and she let the girl go. Flustered, the poor thing nodded and, trying to hide her blush, took the dismissal and left as well. As soon as she was out of the way, the fifth former finished off her Red Bull and took a few steps towards the trash to toss it. After she was turning back she caught another pair of eyes on her. One that she had been waiting for. Brandi smirked across the dance floor to her elusive roommate. At the same time she gave her a nice, slow, look over. Sizing her up like she would anyone. The red skirt, longer than her own, didn't do enough justice to the shapely legs that she could guess were hidden beneath. The blouse was something that gave hints at what lay under it. Satisfied so far, she made her way over, keeping eye contact with the challeengers that met her own.

"Never guessed that you would be a shy one." Brandi greeted, leaning on her shoulder on the wall next to Kira. Then she added "Or so modest."She gave a pointed look and a raised, curious eyebrow at the other girl's attire. Yeah, sure she was blunt and totally straightforward with anything. But Brandi was the least likely to be shy about something or someone she wanted. Now she just had to figure out if Miss fire was the same.

My Soulless Nightmare

 

[My Winged Vixen]

Hopeless Reality

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Kira had been leaning against the wall, getting slightly bored. How long would take for her little room mate to notice she was here. What would she have to do, set something on fire to get some attention. Of course, that could always end up being choice with the way things are going. Seeing a strange male, come up to her and ask if she wanted to dance. She looked at him and raised a eyebrow, but smirk slightly, as a little flame appeared in her hand. "No, I'm not one for dancing with little boys but I am one for watching people dance. Here Dance little boy!" As she was about to set the male feet on fire, when he quickly yelped and started to back away. She just laughed, and shook her head. The little flame disappearing like that. Knowing that word would travel, about asking her out or attempting to might get you caught on fire. But it wasn't like she wasn't interest in people, she just had on specific person that was on her mind.

A few more mintues passed by before she notice that her room mate had notice her and was making her way over towards her. But she couldn't help, but laugh herself. As she watch the little scene play out with her room mate. It seem that her room mate was just as temperamental as she was. This was going to be fun..She hadn't met another female, that who was just as bad as herself in personality wise. Of course, she was picky with that and who was worth her time. So far, her room mate was turning out to be worth the wait and the time. Grinning like cherish cat, as she watch the female approach her. Noticing the way that she looked her up and down. She couldn't help but smirk more, so this female wanted to see more well, maybe if she played her cards right. She would tonight. But for right now, she wouldn't let on about that.

Her own eyes, had travel up and down Brandi liking how the female looked. But when she commented about her being shy and how she was just dressed. Kira just snorted a bit but smirked a bit. “I'm far from shy and you shouldn't really guess on things. Hmm, well I can say the same thing about you. I kinda peg you as a leather type of girl.” Reaching her warm hand over, she gently ran it down the female cheek and down her neck and along her sides. Than pulled away, “Well maybe it be lucky your night and you get to see more but than again, the night is still young. Shall we play some more there deary.”

 

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Barack had long since gotten bored at his post. By the third song, one of his favorite songs on the list, he had nearly fallen asleep. At one point he'd thrown a piece of paper at a student so the kid would get him a soda. Instead the smartass got him a Redbull. Smart, but still an a** considering the fourth former had thrown it over all of the electronics to get to Barack. However considering he was known for being seen with a Redbull all around campus, he dropped the idea of throwing it back at his head. Instead he popped it open and commended drinking it and heightening his adrenaline.

At the same time he slipped his phone out of his pocket and searched the social networks for anything worthy of his interest. He had found an old friend of his on Instagram from his days in Sydney. Apparently the jerk was taking a road trip around the edges of the country. Or whatever edges he could get to. The lucky son of a...Barack was definitely jealous, but he didn't say a thing. Rather he looked through the pictures and imagined himself on those sunny beaches and sharp cliffs.

The sixth former had gotten to the point of reading a humorous banter occurring on Tumblr when he seemed to have company. Summertime Sadness, one of several songs he hated himself for putting on the playlist, had started playing when a pair of hands blocked his view of anything. He smiled at the familiar loud voice that wasn't even trying to be masked. So he put his own hands on the ones over his eyes. "Hmm...Soft smooth skin...voice of an angel...Sav?" He asked, jokingly obviously, while he slipped the hands down and turned around. He put on a fake sheepish look. "Nice to see you Maeve. How's it going?" He asked with a real smile. He let her hands go, knowing she probably wanted them back.

Barack kept an eye on his computer screen but in a way that made sure he didn't turn his back on his friend. It was enough to let him easily grab his RedBull without spilling it. "Come to see the behind the scenes of all the lights and glitter?" He asked before taking a long sip from the can. "Can I get you anything? Drink? Secret stash of a custom pizza I slightly blackmailed the cafeteria staff into making for me?" He offered in a kind of cheeky manner.

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Random Lullaby

 

[Hopeless Reality]

My Winged Vixen

Brandi smirked when she saw her roommate notice her walking over. And her interest was anything but subtle with the way she grinned. As hard as little Kira was trying to act cool, it wasn't difficult to tell it was going to be a good, fun night for both of them. Especially when she felt the younger female looking her over as well. The fifth former knew she would like what she saw. Brandi wasn't exactly shy or ashamed of her own body. She worked to keep it well cut and lean. Not that it was too hard. She wasn't lazy or a slob and vampires burned fat significantly faster. Brandi didn't know a significant amount about Kira but by her current figure, she was no couch potato either.

"Well it's gotten me this far in life so I must be doing something right." Brandi replied to the comment on her guesses. Then she chuckled when Kira mentioned leather. Oh, if only she knew. "Well, I have to say it is definitely a part of my outfit daily." She could say she was a little surprised that the next move was as forward as it was. She thought the shorter girl would play a bit more hard to get. Apparently not. A pleasant and extremely sinful feeling ran through her nerves where the other girl's hand touched her skin. Until the hand pulled away and it was her turn to make a move. Play a game? She was very intrigued.

Without saying a word, Brandi raised her own hand, took a small step forward, and leaned down. Her hand slipped behind Kira's neck and tipped her head up so their lips would meet. But she didn't press them together. Instead she hovered then moved her mouth to whisper in the other girl's ear. "Only if you're prepared to loose, Baby Doll." Then she pulled away herself, taking her hands off Kira. Now the ball was in her court, and Brandi wasn't going to do a thing except take another step back, now just out of her reach.

 

[Random Lullaby]

Now Presenting the Greater Adventurer Herself...
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Maeve Thompson

❝This world extends way beyond this little field of dreams were dancing in. I want to see that world.❞




~ Maeve couldn't hold back her giggles the entire time that her thin hands covered her friend's eyes. They probably smelled like cherry lotion from Bath and Body Works. It was her favorite kind of lotion! It smelled so good. It also made her skin extremely soft. Like a cloud. Clouds are always nice. She felt his much bigger hands on hers but paid no mind to it has Barack's voice entered her ears. It was like listening to intense yet soothing music. It was an odd but comforting combination. 'Voice of an angel...' These words made the red rise from her cheeks to the tips of her ears. It wasn't her fault! She always thought that her voice was always loud and obnoxious. And sometimes annoying. So hearing that it sounded like an angel made her a little confused. Not to mention a little embarrassed. Now the thought of whether her friend was being serious or not went though her brain a million times in that one minute. Well, that was probably exaggerated but little miss Maeve always exaggerated things. It was in her flamboyant nature. It never ended. Ever.

"Haha, very funny." Maeve said at the obvious joke of messing up her name. Sometimes she wondered if Barack was an open book or if she could just read his voice well. She felt her hands be moved by Barack's and smiled wider as the male turned around to face her. He was a pretty boy like always. He looked comfortable, as if in his natural habit at the moment. It made her happy to witness the moment up close. Once Maeve got her hands back, she pretended like she was going to pinch his nose. "Don't even try the sheepish look. It's not attractive on you. Doesn't suit you on bit, sir!" Another giggle escaped between her naturally pink lips. She wasn't wearing really any make up at that moment but her golden eyes still popped and sparkled brightly. Her smile reflected Barack's. "I've been looking for you. I was going to send you a message but my phone still seems to not be able to leave my dorm room." She said before pausing then continuing. "It's nice to see you too! Though, it hasn't been that long since we last hung out. And same old, same old for me. My mood is always positive!" She said. Okay, it wasn't always positive but it was most of the time. The girl just saw things on the brighter side of life.

"Nah, I just came to see my favorite blue eyes rebel." The female said with a playful wink of her left eye. She leaned against a part of a table that seemed okay to lean on. She wasn't putting much of her weight on it. She would've been in a world of guilt and pain if she flipped one of the tables over. Just thinking about it made tears want to form in the sides of her eyes. She blinked a few times to rid herself of the feeling. "Barack! That's too rude! Those ladies are nice." She playfully smacked his arm as she stopped leaning on the table.

With the obvious innocence that she possessed, Maeve not so gracefully sat on Barack's lap. Her long, brown curls bounced the whole way down. The swayed against her back as her head turned to look at Barack with shining golden eyes. She was facing the DJ station with both of her legs on either side of his left leg. Her hands were both placed on his knee, steadying herself a bit. "Okay, Mister 'I-always-get-my-way', you should teach me how to work this crazy thing. Teach me something new! Be useful!." Maeve giggled with a smile that made her dimples pop out. Any other time she would've been bothered but the female was having too much fun to care at this point!




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Hopeless Reality

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When Maeve said his messing up her name was funny, he gave a shrug and lifted his hands in a way that said 'It's what I do.' Mave, he noticed, looked as adorable as usual. But she had a knack for being adorable in a way that was far from childish. A very rare quality. No one would mistake her for younger than she was, or at least he couldn't see how they would. Was that weird? Probably. He was going to smile at himself but then he heard what she said about being sheepish and the smile turned into a playful grin. "Maybe but that also means you think other things suit me? Miss Maeve, are you attracted to me?" He teased, poking her lightly in her belly. Then he shrugged like what she said about her phone wasn't too big of a deal. "Maybe you should get a leash or a little chain for your phone so it's always attached to you." He suggested, not really serious because he didn't think they existed.

"Ooh am I competing with any other blue eyed rebels in this school for that slot? I feel so unprepared." He said with a hand on his chest in a feminine manner. But he couldn't contain his smile. "Well consider me honored." He said with a somewhat bow, or whatever he could manage in his chair. When he straightened back up he noticed a slight change in her eyes. If he didn't know any better he would have thought she was distressed about something. But it was gone too quickly for him to tell and he didn't want to ask and make her self conscious. And it didn't seem to bother her too much because she came back around and punched his arm playfully. Making him smile comfortably again. He shrugged again, holding his hands up like a surrender or something. "Sure but it's not like they had a short end of the straw on the deal. Don't think of it as blackmail so much as...investing wisely." He said, as if not entirely convinced by his own statement.

Barack couldn't help himself when she sat on his lap and started laughing. She did it so innocently he just couldn't protest. He turned so both of them were facing the computer, or at least so he could reach the keyboard. "Says the girl who couldn't possibly get on a person's bad side." He teased back. "Alright Lovey," He began in a way that drew out his accent all the more. On purpose of course. "Use the track pad to drag that little gray bar, right on the progression meter, and drag it....Hm...Two centimeters?" He instructed while pointing with his free hand to the bar and meter he meant. "Then do whatever you want on the turn tables until the meter reaches where you moved the bar. As easy as they look." He finished, leaning on the back of the chair, ready to help if she needed or wanted.

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[Random Lullaby]

Now Presenting the Greater Adventurer Herself...
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Maeve Thompson

❝This world extends way beyond this little field of dreams were dancing in. I want to see that world.❞




~ Maeve watched Barack's hands go up. Somehow, this male's movements seemed to always be graceful. Though, that was a trait most of them had gained upon being Marked. It was just the way Barack moved... It was captivating. It made her want to sit down and learn how to draw just so she could capture every movement of his with lines. Though, that was why cameras existed. The female was camera shy on camera and while taking the pictures. She couldn't help but stare into Barack's eyes as he spoke. They were like a focal point on him. Her instant reaction was to stick her tongue out at the male in front of her. "Wouldn't that just add another to the list of maidens who have swooned over you?" She said a fake, exaggerated motion of fainting before rolling her eyes playfully at him. His next suggestion was one that she wouldn't even consider. "I must be a stranger teenager because if my phone was that close to be, I might want to throw it at a wall. I much rather have one of those for my DS." She told him with a tone that said she was almost completely serious.

"It's like a more pleasant pop quiz." Maeve grinned at Barack. Tonight had been a lot of fun already. Though, she knew it was because the two of them seemed to never stop teasing each other. Well, if teasing was what you would call what they do. She couldn't help but laugh at the girl like motion the dark haired boy made. The pre-guilt feeling from early was completely gone now at the sight of his smile. The female wondered just how mad Barack would be if she caused a huge accident like that. She wondered if he would even be mad at all since he probably didn't own any of the expensive things. Quickly, her golden orbs were rolling in her head. "Psh, whatever makes you sleep at night, Barack." She said in a teasing manner as she looked down at him. Barack sitting down while Maeve standing up was going to be the only times she was going to be taller than him. Not that she minded too much. The female actually liked being short.

Maeve could easily feel the heat rolling off of Barack. To a human, he may have seemed cold to the touch. But to her, a fellow fledgling, the female could feel warmth coming from him. It had been a fit of nerve that she had been able to sit down on Barack's lap. Usually, she wasn't this close to people of the opposite gender. He was leaning forward to reach the key board and she was trying not to pay attention to the fact of how close his chest was to her back. She tried to ignore it because she had gotten herself into this situation. Though, she didn't really mind it, it was just embarrassing for the innocent female.

Maeve giggled. "I've probably gotten on plenty of people's bad sides! They probably just hide it because I have strong, intimidating friends like you." The female playfully squeezed his bicep before starting to pay more attention to the instructions. His accent caught her off guard for a minute. This was the first time that it had been so noticeable. Quickly, her eyes looked back to stare at him. Within a minute, the fledgling was back to looking at the screen as Barack told her how to work the confusing system. Well, confusing for her at least. Now she was a little nervous. When it came to doing things for the first time, the girl always seemed to be exceptionally bad at it.

Slowly, Maeve's lean finger went to do what he said. "Click this... drag.. yeah uh..." Her mind was replaying the instructions over and over again. A few times she accidentally let go and it went back to it's original spot. The female started to get really flustered at herself. With red, puffed out cheeks she tried once again. It took her a few times of doing it to actually make it stay. When it finally did, she cheered before moving on to the turn tables themselves. At first, she was going good but then they suddenly letting out a hurtful noise. It was a slight amount of time before it stopped but it got the people's attention for a minute or so. Finally, the music played normally again so they ignore it. Though, Maeve had jumped about five feet in the air. When the female landed, she has subconsciously hid her face on Barack's shoulder. "That was so scary!" She exclaimed in muffled words.




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Hopeless Reality

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When Maeve said that she was just another girl to swoon for him, Barack couldn’t help the almost knee jerk-type reaction to laugh. He wasn’t laughing in her fact or even at her. Just at how absurd that thought really was. So he looked into her soft and innocent eyes and smirked. “Maeve Doll, I am the least likely person to ever have a groupie. People do not tend to enjoy the company of the Red Bull addicted hermit. Whom also tends to smoke an occasional electric cigarette.” He had no idea why he added that last part. Maybe because he knew it was a turnoff for most people and a valid addition to the reasons people avoided him. But he didn’t want to lose Maeve’s friendship and he hoped she would overlook that one little detail. It wasn’t like it damaged his system. Along with not being able to get drunk, he was not able to get high or affected by nicotine, as was every other vampire or fledgling. It was just one of his habits and or sort of rituals on occasion. He had started smoking six months before being marked and never really considered stopping. No need anymore.

“I think anyone would get annoyed with anything strapped to them like that.” He agreed, although finding it amusing that she would be fine with her DS hanging at her waist. Then he listened to her explanation of the competition he seemed to unknowingly be in. He chuckled when she described it and nodded, as if to say he accepted the answer. “Who says I sleep at night, Maeve?” He teased in reply, pinching her nose gently and shaking it. It was his little gift in return for her sticking her tongue out at him only moments before. Okay so he might be enjoying this little ‘prom’ type thing more than he had expected. It helped that he had a friend here. Yes, Barack considered Maeve to be his friend. She never managed to annoy him in all the ways everyone else did. For some reason he was fascinated with watching her move and speak. And if he could, he would take a picture of her eyes just to capture the thoughtfulness that hid in the golden color. Was that creepy? Maybe. But it made sense to him and that was what mattered.

The sixth former laughed again when she called him intimidating and squeezed his not so large muscles. At least in comparison to people who actually worked out. But it didn’t stop him from flexing them just to play along. “As long as I don’t intimidate you Doll.” He said before catching a strangely surprised eye from her. Then he watched as she made her first attempt to play DJ. And she had actually listened to his instructions it seemed, he was kind of surprised. He wasn’t surprised that she had some difficulty keeping the bar to stay. It was no beginners’ system that was for sure. Which explained the reason the bar went back to its original place. You had to be precise with it or else it had a fit and gave up to make you try again. For whatever reason he felt a small swell of pride when she got it to stay and went onto the turn tables. She was doing well for her first time and he was about to say so when a problem happened. He recognized the sound and immediately felt bad for her. Barack could see she was embarrassed even after it stopped.

The fledgling smiled even though Maeve couldn’t see it while her face was in his shoulder. He patted her back and stroked her hair gently. “You did great for your first time though. Don’t worry about the sound. I’ve been on Rose to get a new sound system compatible with my computer for years.” He told her, remembering that Rose had always been hesitant because of money. Elijah had always said that as long as they could hear the music out of them it was fine. “My first time in public was way worse.” He assured her, still hoping he could make her feel better.

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[Hopeless Reality]

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For all the effort Rose had put into helping plan and set up the school wide event, she was almost reluctant to leave her home and the stables. She had always felt more comfortable around her equestrian friends than humans or even other vampires. But she knew she needed to go. It was her school and she should play some sort of host. After all, it was a majority of students going, someone had to play supervisor.

So there she stood in her room alone, looking at herself in the full length mirror that doubled as her closet door. She had on a blue blouse and light grey slacks that, together, complimented her figure and height quite well. Her shoes were sensible but had a slight wedge to them. She didn’t want to take them off later only to have her feet swell twice their size. For once she let her hair hang down, feeling the light blanket of it all the way down below her shoulder blades. Once the High Priestess was satisfied with her make-up, she nodded and walked out of her room and eventually out her front door to the school.

Elijah had taken the opportunity to set up a few warriors to guard the school, himself included. Though neither of them thought anything would happen, they also wanted to just be sure. All teachers had the day off to enjoy themselves or join the party. With little to no staff on duty, it was leaving them open to be unprepared. Still, Rose was disappointed she was unable to ask her love to dance. Even though she knew he hated dancing, he didn’t think he was any good when in reality he was a natural.

Perhaps she would ask her good friend Zero to dance. The vampire didn’t see any reason that it would be a bad idea. This was the plan she had in mind as she entered the halls to her school. Several students were lingering outside the dorms, probably waiting for friends to join them at the dance. She was glad that at least some of her students were interested in what was going on and not staying hermits in their rooms.

Rose decided to check the cafeteria for Zero for two reasons. She had a feeling her old friend wouldn’t be alone on the dance floor. Second, she was a little hungry. And when she stepped into the cafeteria, she was hardly disappointed by the smell. There was a good number of students sitting around drinking sodas or eating pizza and ice cream. The high priestess walked up to one of the counters and gave a friendly smile to the women working. They smiled back in greeting and asked what she would like to eat.

Feeling that if she was ever going to eat junk food, the best time would be at a party. So she asked for mint-chip ice cream, her favorite because she loved when her mouth felt cool for a long time due to the mint. Then she walked to a wall that was unoccupied and leaned against it, taking small and slow bites of her ice cream. Rose couldn’t help that she savored each bite. She wasn’t so absorbed in it though that she was unable to keep an eye out for her friend.

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Aaaaaand enter Zero! biggrin

 

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Hopeless Reality

{{I am so sorry. ;^; I haven't replied or anything. I couldn't because my laptop broke so I had to get it sent it and just got back and I have been having writer's block. So when I get the chance to reply I will.}}