Without care, the demon stripped off his jacket and clothes, changing into more comfortable clothes; a tanktop and shorts, tucking away some more into a bag and a towel, a bottle for water, and, mindlessly, his eyePhone. He caught the glimpses of a few gnomes who had expressions of disgust just before they turned back to their work. Uru took in the scent of his room it soothed him a bit before memories came back. Shaking his head, he left for his place to think.
He needed a place to think. He needed someplace that he could not be distracted so that he could find himself. The room was busy being renovated by angry gnomes. The tree he hung out at in the woods had students coming to it at irregular intervals. The library was quiet but it was full of students, and he felt like he could get distracted by a book if he didn't feel up to thinking about himself. He justified most of his options and left with the only one left; the Gym.
The gym was one place he had gone to on a very regular basis, even multiple times a day just to be there. He could find just about any reason to; a place to run, somewhere to do lifts, a place where he could beat into a punching back as a method to alleviate his anger. He could go there and work out and lose himself; he wasn't the type to go crazy with what he ate or keep track of everything he did there, he just went and did whatever he had wanted, that way, his body went on auto leaving his mind to wander. Hiking the bag over his shoulder, he pushed himself into the gym, lockered his things and made his way to the floor.
An hour run later, which he had noticed that he had gone over sixteen miles. All the while, he was thinking about the choices he had made that led him here. The choice to disobey his mother at every turn. The choice to protect his sister by keeping the bad things in their lives from her, taking the brunt of it himself, acting out and such. The choice he made to come to Amityville in order to escape the toxic lifestyle that the Cocytus offered. The choice to defeat his uncle and his sister's father in a Nex Sacramentum. The choice to challenge and defeat his mother. The choice, while in his right to do so, had his sister remain alpha. It was his choice, though blinded by rage, to destroy his room. It was his choice to sulk in the woods, he'd admit that now. It was his choice that he went to Damien's room, stayed in his bed, spent the night, and stayed for breakfast. Coming off the treadmill and a swig of his water bottle and tap of his towel, he took a moment to go over his thoughts. Perhaps Damien was right that his choices that he made were what made him himself. If he hadn't made those choices, he wouldn't be where he was. Sure there were bads that he could have done without and there were times he'd take all of the bad things back just so he could have had the good again. Though, he also came to terms that that was not possible and that he could not back, only forward.
Tightening his gloves, he let his body go into a series of blows against the punching bag. Perhaps it was time for him to move on. He was a lone wolf, a packless hellhound. He was vulnerable but he was definitely capable of defending himself. He no longer had the mental safety of knowing that he wasn't on his own and he knew now that it was something important. He no longer had anyone around that could offer him the same comfort a pack could, but did he ever have that? Most of the pack consisted of Naerina's family, his uncle as an emissary of Umbra, and his sister, and the most comfort he got was from his sister and father. Those were gone now.
Uru through a hard right hook that left him winded. Jacking jack.
He was alone, that was something that kept coming to the forefront of his mind and shadowed his other thoughts. It sucked. He did not want to be alone, but his social skills was lacking. His penchant for being grumpy was turning creeple away. Damien was the only one who went out of his way to get to know him. Also was the only one who got him to drop his guard, though, it was with a lot of pushing on the monster's part. He was also offering his place for him to visit. Uru stilled at the thought.
He couldn't go back to his place. He couldn't keep sleeping outside. Damien had welcomed him to his room any time. Damien had let him sleep in his bed and made him breakfast and spent time with him. He took the time out of his own to spend it with him. Normally, Uru would associate anyone he had met as acquaintances, but, Damien? Perhaps he was more than that. Jack...
With heavy breaths, the demon went to the lockerroom and threw everything inside before leaving. Everything in life that mattered was worth the risks.
Did the school have a student directory?...