♫♪Conșervaϯoire♪♫ [{Open//Accepting}]

[Nyanfood]

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Although it was her place to speak up and say something like 'it is the pride of a maid to complete her duties without assistance' but that would sound rude. If she just accepted the help, wouldn't that make the world a happier place? She had the strength, but not the extra limbs. Anyone would have trouble with that. But in addition to being a mere maid, she was her mistress' closest companion. If Caitlyn saw it fit to take a piece of luggage from her, than it must be Caitlyn's wish that her load be lightened. Why not accept the help?

"Thank you." Her unwavering smile was something most people just don't expect from a servant of a vampire family. Most vampire family wraiths were rather depressing blokes, standing around and waiting for orders with their black ribbons or leather collars. By the way, she had one too. Wraiths customized for vampires provide blood that can substitute that of humans'. The better the wraith, the less the difference between its blood and... whatever tasty blood tasted like. In other words, the black ribbon was there to conceal bite marks. When a vampire lord starts biting his wraith servants, it is a sign that his power is declining and that he can't even eat well -- a good opportunity to attack. To protect their master, wraiths wear something around their necks at all times. Caitlyn didn't have to feed from her if there was a source of blood... and if there wasn't, then she was glad to offer. Simple as that.

Being inside was a great relief. The sun was off of them, for the most part, and she could see a little better than before. Aside from that, she was a little bit sleepy. She hadn't gotten over her time lag yet. Having to transfer from nocturnal to diurnal in the space of one day was a bit much for her... maybe she shouldn't have stayed up late, playing cards with Caitlyn last night...

[frozenblueberries126]

|C|aitlyn |J|ade |W|ickham

Don’t live in the corner,
be who you want to be.
Judges will judge,
in the classrooms and the court,
if you keep giving them their say.
I’ll be who I want to be,

Caitlyn smiled at the two girls getting along so well. She climbed the next set of stairs to the third floor where their dorms were. She had taken account of the boy's dorm, the one who had talked to Birdie, as they passed it.
Finally they came to door 299. She smiled and gently traced the engraved numbers on the small gold plate on the door. She set the luggage down and went to go lighten the other girl's loads who were coming up the stairs. She took the remaining luggage from Birdie after much protest. She could tell Birdie was tired. She should never had made her play that last game of Gin rummy. She giggled at the fun they had last night.
"Latifah," She said to the pretty blonde girl, grabbing one of her bags also and carrying it the rest of the way up the steps,
"Feel free to come by anytime you like."

so think what you want of me.

((I have to go to bed, feel free to Puppet me if you'd like, just write it in purple or something so i can catch up in the morning, I'll definitely be around tomorrow. Goodnight girlies!!! heart ))

[Nyanfood]

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And they were all in. Birdie disappeared inside and began to put clothes on hangers in closets at the speed of light. She was trained well by the butler. If only that butler could see her now, he would be so proud that his pupil can organize clothing faster than the young mistress can gallop her horse around the track once. Okay, double-take time. What sort of person takes pride in being able to hang up clothes that fast? Sure, it was something of an accomplishment... sort of... but to take PRIDE in it? Maybe exquisite-level wraiths were just made that way. After all, they were supposed to have emotions and free will but they're also supposed to do whatever all those other wraiths can do. All of it's got to fit SOMEHOW, right? She wouldn't know if it was normal or not since in anyone's knowledge, she was the only exquisite wraith in existence.

Unfortunately, even wraiths got tired. That was why there were so many wraiths around. If one got tired, another one picks up on the work. Due to Birdie being more of a companion than a servant, she kept vampire hours with Caitlyn. It was just her misfortune that she needed more sleep than a healthy adolescent vampiress in her early hundreds. She was created from a vampire base so it meant she had similar vital requirements to vampires three or four times her age -- which was about 45 to 60. That meant not-so-fresh blood(her fangs aren't developed fully, so she can't get her own blood) and a good dose of sleep.

However, when everything was unpacked and placed neatly, she was a little too excited to sleep. It was a new school! She got to go to school with Caitlyn! The only thing that could make it better now would be ice cream. Her electric bass and miniature amplifier rested against the wall. She didn't bother to bring a keyboard, knowing that there'd be plenty to practice with around here. If she didn't bring her voice, heck, there'd be a problem. The truth was that she wasn't really good at singing. She only took it because it was fun. Her skill with the keyboard wasn't all that great either... but she played a mean bridge solo on her bass.

"All clean." Around then was when she brought out the tea set. Every morning, she served toast and tea. The porcelain tea set was a sacred part of any place Birdie lived in. It was always with her, sort of like that demented looking black rabbit plushy sitting on her bed. It had evil red eyes and a jagged-toothed grin. The top hat it wore was decorated with a bronze ribbon, strawberries, and a skull. It even had claws! But it was her precious stuffed toy, dubbed Stalin (yes, as in that Russian dude), and she wasn't the least bit embarrassed. If a person stared at it for too long, though, it did get creepy.

"Would you like anything to eat, Miss?" Although Birdie addressed Caitlyn as 'Miss', she made 'Miss' sound more like a name than anything. It was casual... as opposed to when she called anyone else 'Miss' or 'Sir'. The difference between the two was a difference in love.

((I'm going to bed too. Night night.))

[Renee Kana]

Latifah carried the bag over to the door to room 299. Lucky they were to get a room at the beginning of the hallway. Latifah's was on the complete other end of the hall, but it wasn't all that far. "Thank you I will," She bowed once again- a common greeting AND goodbye in the land of snow. "You two take care, alright." She walked back over to the top of the smooth marble staircase to retrieve the rest of her luggage, pulling what she could with her arms and holding up the rest of it up in the air on small boards of ice. A helpful element in many situations to have indeed.

As she approached her room, the hallway was almost empty, yet noise echoed through the school from the crowded mainroom as new students flooded the school. Very soon it would seem to be a stampede, so Latifah struggled with the large elm door and finally pushed through. The dorms were brand new and remodeled - from what She had read online on the train ride herre - and she could tell. The clean black carpet and white walls would go nicely with her red bedspread, sheets, and pillow, as well as many other things. Despite the way she dressed most of the time, she liked black, red, and white.

She unpacked, changing her train-ride wrinkled clothing from the short jean skirt and pink T-shirt to a white shirt and red jacket, and a black denim mini. "Hope I don't look too... gothic." she muttered. "At least I like it" She whispered. shuffling around her room, organizing her own, private bedroom. Unexpected. Right next door - yet in the same dorm- would be her roomates room. interesting setup.

[Renee Kana]

((Sorry guys, but we're going to bed now ((We as in Xaldina and myself)) But we will probably be back on in a few hours... see ya!!

[KerliesKuteKurlyKurls]

۞ ~~ A l i k k a ~~ ۞

Music is best understood by children and animals;

Picking up her flute, Alikka's breath began to hum notes to a song. In the space of a Conșervaϯoire dorm Alikka felt at home. There was no roommate, so the brunette had silence. And silence is golden, according to all of her previous tutors. And silence, helps the mind and soul concentrate, also from the mouth of a previous tutor. They had all given up on Alikka, why, she had no idea.

Alikka's song ended in a very long low pitched note. Smiling, the teenager closed her eyes. The end of a song could be so depressing, especially when the song was one you liked. Alikka placed her flute delicately on the table. She pushed her brunette curls out of her face and bent own to pick up an envelope on the floor.

Alikka's curiosity spied as she broke the wax seal. The letter addressed to herself contained a lullaby her father had written for her. Her parents actually packed it. Though the gesture did seem stupid, Alikka shed a single tear of joy.

A sudden strike of boredom hit the teen. Why now of all times?!? Couldn't I just have become suddenly bored in the middle of a dream? Getting aggravated, Alikka set her flute down again and boiled water. Herbal tea always help the frayed nerves. That was again the mouth of a tutor.

No offense, they listen to the surrounding better.

[Renee Kana]

((Okay well, we didn't exactly sleep, but we tried and may take nap later or something. I don't know. anyway... ya))

[Nyanfood]

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Oh darn. First day and I'm already late. I sleep too much...

He thought he was well prepared too. He started sleeping half a week in advance, and STILL he was tired. Young pewter dragons slept a good deal... not that he looked anything like a dragon. He looked very, very human although a little gender challenged. He carried a trumpet case with him and a single, small suitcase. However, that suitcase was not to be estimated. It was one of those bottomless suitcases that you can put elephants in if you could squeeze them through the opening. It was like a blackhole or something.

Having missed all the formalities, he simply followed the stream of people towards the dormitories, charming the ladies along the way and taking in the view. More or less, he was looking for the best places to peep at girls from, but that could take more work than just walking around aimlessly for a while. He had dormitory 111 in the boy's section... From what he saw, there was an overwhelming majority of female students in this place. He was certain that he saw a banshee a while back... hahaha.... a banshee... hopefully, she wouldn't be doing any singing. It was rare to see snow women where he was from, but he definitely saw one helping a vampire carry her suitcase. Then next to that vampire girl had been something that he couldn't discern the race of helping her. He could always ask later.

First things first. Where was his dorm room? He wanted to get in so he could take a nap already. Then again, if he took a nap, it could be a long time before he could wake up again. Speaking of dormitory, he supposed that he would be having a roommate. Being a curious young dragon, he wanted to know who this roommate would be. All around him, guys were getting pissed off at how carefree he looked, carrying only two small pieces of luggage and dancing up the stairs, two steps at a time. Didn't they have anything better to be jealous of? Like girls?

[DeutschFisch]

~Aryn Lena Parker~

Aryn entered the school with the rest of the students but got caught up in the chaos of everyone trying to find their room. Getting lost in the first five minutes of being at the school, Aryn was already getting frustrated with herself. She had only one suitcase for clothing. Her clothes tended to be thin and light weight, even her warmer clothing. Also with a little fairy magic she could fit it all into one suitcase. Along with that suitcase she carried her flute case and her harp case followed, with a little enchantment, along behind her.

The cool air inside the castle made her sundress flutter slightly, but with her warm fairy blood she wasn't cold at all. Being a fairy, Aryn tended to dress in earthier tones of greens and browns. Sometimes in the spring she would go with some yellows, reds, and oranges. But most the time she kept it earth toned. Today she wanted to make a good impression she she wore a nice dress but most the time she wore shorts and a flowey shirt.

Finally coming to the second floor she found her room 213. Entering the dorm room she found that it was separated into two separate rooms. She smiled at this, since at time she did enjoy her privacy. She saw her room mate, a pretty blonde, already moving into her room. She smiled at her and said, "Hi I'm Aryn, we must be room mates."
~Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. ~Berthold Auerbach~

[Renee Kana]

((I am going to make a map of the general look of the room, but of course furniture can be added, im just going to draw the walls, doors, windows, tv, etc. ))

Latifah turned around to face her new roommate and bowed in customary greeting. "I suppose we are. My name is Latifah," She spoke in a quite emotionless tone. Like I've said before, Latifah tended to keep to herself alot and wasn't a very social person. She had to admit though, that this girl looked quite a bit older than she did. The black carpet was thick and her now bare feet seemed to sink down into it. There was a small mat beside the door to place shoes but she was sure that hopefully her roomate wouldn't have anyproblem taking her shoes off.

"I hope you like red, white, and black combined," she said in a slightly joking voice, as she looked her new roomate up and down. Very earthy clothing. Latifah wasn't sure wether she would be okay with it or not, but she hadn't exactly intended to completely decorate the mainroom. Just a small pillow here and there, it was her own room she was worried about however.

[DeutschFisch]

~Aryn Lena Parker~

She smiled again at her roommate. "It is nice to meet you." she said, her voice seeming to sound like chimes and bells coming from far away. She listened to her roommate and got the impression that she was someone who liked her alone time just as Aryn did. We might get along just fine then. Aryn thought.Seeing her roommate had her shoes off, she also slipped off hers. As it was being a fairy she like to walk around barefoot a lot anyways. Hearing her roommates comment out the decore of the room she actually looked around a little. She surveyed the room and then turned her attention back to her roommate. "I don't really care what you do to it, decorations aren't exactly my thing." As she talked to her roommate, she snapped her fingers and her suitcases floated into her room. "I hope you don't mind, but I have a pet."
~Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. ~Berthold Auerbach~

[Cena Quest]

ⒼrҼgѺrʎ

Gregory shook his head like most guys when they want to get hair out of their face. He placed his backpack down and he started looking around in his suitcase for his laptop and his I-pod. He found some old pictures in frames, a comic book or two, a new manga he hadn't read yet, an empty capri-sun, a half empty bottle of water, a few pieces of a chewed-up dog toy, his 'blankie', a notebook filled with some of his favorite songs, drawings, and notes from his family, Gregory found the headphones for his I-pod and slowly draged the I-pod out from there.
"I thought I lost this" Gregory said to himself.
He began searching for his laptop, he dug around the bottom of everything to find it. His glossy orange laptop was finally found a few minutes after that quest had been started. He laughed to himself as he saw the dog chewing on some of the already broken chewtoy. He placed his laptop on his bed, gray sheets, and a red blanket. The orange had made slight contrast in compare to his yellow pillows, Gregory was slightly 'color crazy' at times and when he went shopping for the pillows he had gone 'color crazy'. He had internet on his laptop, it was a must for such an odd person as himself. He opened his laptop and went onto his I-tunes. He pulled up one of his favorite albums from one of his favorite musical based off of the book, Wicked. Gregory bent over his laptop sitting on his bed looking for his favorite song, No good deed, sung by Idina Menzel, His favorite Elphaba.

[Nyanfood]

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"Bow down and worship my feet!" He burst into room 111 in a grand (yet foolish) fashion, flamboyantly proclaiming his arrival before clearing his throat and reintroducing himself in the normal way. "Or you could stay there and pretend I don't exist."

With a thump, the suitcase was set at the foot of the bed. This eccentric looking young man (woman?) and his lanky six-feet-seven-inches smashed face first into the unadorned mattress. No sheets. No comforter. No pillow. "Sleeeeeeep..." But curiosity wouldn't let him sleep. He broke from his mattress-loving and turned his head to the side. If his hands weren't so big, maybe even now, in this dormitory room, his roommate would mistake him as a girl. He was definitely a guy, through and through.

"Heya. I'm Milan and I'm not gay. You may call me 'master' if you wish. Pleased to make your acquaintance." Maybe, on the end of that, he should tack on that he wasn't crazy.

((Riyoku's off to the gym. Will be back in about an hour -- or less if I give up half way. Baibai.))

[Renee Kana]

((nevermind... SOOOOMEBODY doesn't like it so feel free to draw your own dorm and then ask if your roomate likes it. Send the img code to me and then I'll put it on the main page. Please draw just the outline. you don't have to draw furniture in it if you don't want to. Otherwise just the location of the walls or something. Thaanks. I'll delete this horrible OoC in a little while no worries.))

[DeutschFisch]

((I am sure it will be fine, plus I am horrible when it comes to drawing unless it is landscapes/plants so I don't even want to attempt lol. xd ))