Welcome to Gaia! ::

A smile tried to creep across his face but he held it back, not wanting to show any emotion. Yet still, words came out of his mouth that he never thought he'd hear himself say.

"I can take you to your dorm if you'd like. If you don't have one, I guess it's possible you could stay at my place."

With that, he felt a little embarrassed but tried not to let it show. He was starting to get confused and the better half oaf him told him to stop. Still, he just couldn't come to terms with reason right now.

"It is nice to meet you, Lauri. You may call me Pallas. I master in arts of the mind over matter," he says.

"I'm Michio, and you mean psionics?" he asks.

"You are correct, not many people know the true name for what is commonly call psychic." Pallas replies

The fallen leaves in front of the hospital grounds crunched and clattered as Immolatus walked on the dirt path towards to hospital doors. As he walked, his charcoal dress shirt waved back and forth from the occational drafts the came there and then. With the same emotionless look of a statue on his face, Immolatus cared little about anything except for the purpose of going to the hospital for blood.

His fists were clenched tightly in his dress pant pockets as he casually walked. Upon arrival to the hospital doors, Immolatus withdrew his built right arm, pulling at the handle and opening the door. He felt a feeling of warmth as the front door swung open and he walked in. The contrast between what was outside and what was now inside could be felt by the difference of temperature surrounding Immolatus. The smell of a common hospital was also sensed once Immolatus walked in. Like always, the hospital was a calm and quiet place, but Immolatus did not waste time, he walked passed the front counted and down a corridor towards the blood room.

On his way towards the room, Immolatus had just remembered that the last time he was here, he had dropped of a girl which he had just changed into a vampire. Although he was not sure where the girl had gone, he did not care much, for he needed his blood first. As he finally reached the entrance to the blood room, Immolatus stopped and looked around, making sure no one was in sight before heading inside.

The large metal door opened slowly as a quiet sound of door hinges rubbed together, and then stopped. Closing the door behind him, Immolatus looked around the dimly lighted room with his crimson eyes which almost flared in the darkness. He walked towards one of the large blood storing refrigerators and pulled on the handle. As the door swung open, cold waves exited through the refrigerator. Immolatus's cold body temperature met with the coldness of the blood storing refrigerator as he peered inside at the packets of blood.

Immolatus reached inside taking out one packet and examining it for a breif moment before ripping open the package. Once Immolatus ripped open the packet of blood, his keen nose picked up the smell of iron and plasma within the blood. Without hesitation, he opened his mouth, sucking on the open end of the packet, drawing the blood into his mouth. One after another, Immolatus continued to drink the packets until the refrigerator was empty. Immolatus threw all the empty packets of blood back into the refrigerator and closed the door, concealing what was left of the goods in the refrigerator.Immolatus licked his lips to get the final taste of blood off his lips as he exited the blood room.

As he exited the blood room and re-entered the corridor, Immolatus felt a surge of energy from the blood he had ingested. Because there was nothing to do in the school, maybe it was time for Immolatus to hit a smoke. He reached into his back pocket, grabbing his pack of smokes and a light. Reaching into his pack, he withdrew one cigarette and placed the pack back into his pocket. As he put the cigarette into his mouth, he lit the cigarette, inhaling the tabacco and other harmful substances which could cause cancer to a human being. Immolatus continued down the corridor slowly as he enjoyed smoking in doors, especially in a hospital.

"Nice to meet you too," Pallas replies.

"Ok, Lauri, get ready to flirt. The rest of you, prepare for battle," Good says.

"Ok, everyone, stand back. I gotta transform," Michio says.

Pallas does so, "Transform?"

Riako raises an eyebrow, 'Wait...he can transform too? This ought to be interesting. I wonder what kind of form he transforms into and if it is anything like mine? Wait I should not be thinking that around Pallas. He might read my mind. Need to really work on my mind thought process.' She continues to play with the strand of her hair but doesn't say anything.

Laurelei watched and covered her eyes from the gold light. "Wow....nice!" She said looking at his wings. They were very nice indeed. "Ok so where should I go? And how is good going to give power to me?" Lauri was kind of confused...she didn't know what to do.

"In this form, I can transfer energy to you better," Michio says, placing his hand on her shoulder.

"Now be careful, don't get addicted to light energy," Good says.

Pallas looks over a Riako, "You can transform too, cool!"

Michio focuses and energy from him starts to flow into Lauri.