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"It wasn't carelessness," Chloe said, shaking her head and smiling at him. "No reason to feel at all bad about it, Silveril. Unfortunately, she does seem to be in the student lounge at the moment, but hopefully Timothy does try the library first. But please don't worry--after all, I do have informants of a sort. I can hardly blame you for trying to be helpful; I should likely be thanking you instead."

"Well your pulse does seem to be fine, Charlie. I'll start to work on your card. I should be able to print something on card stock and laminate it. But just for now. I'll find something more permanent for you soon."

Silveril Volce

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Ack. It was one blunder after another. Silveril thought he was more graceful than that. Maybe not so much. Silveril raised a hand over his mouth--a habit he had whenever he was embarrassed--and glanced down at the ground. "Erm... yes." Silveril said. "Thank you for being understanding."

Silveril was glad for the distraction when Charlie started talking about his disorder. It sounded like a very annoying disorder--and quite dangerous too. "If food helps keep you awake, you could attempt to walk around eating a lollipop all the time--er, or when it's important for you to be awake since you might get cavities if it was all the time."

"We all have dreams.
But in order to make dreams into reality,
It takes an awful lot of Determination,
Dedication, and Self-discipline..."

A lollipop in his mouth? Well, that could be helpful.. But if he stayed like that, Charlie would probably be toothless because of the cavities. He shook his head.

"That would affect my health. But I'll consider your suggestion Silveril." And like what Chloe said, it's dangerous if he'd fall. Charlie sighed. "So the only way is not to let myself hungry."

"Failure is not always an option!"

~Keina Alappassi~



Keina sat and listened to their conversation carefully as she remained at her desk. She looked at the page in her notebook and scratched her head in thought. It was interesting for her to see the things that she drew when she was worked up. The woman sighed and closed the notebook, then shoved it into the top drawer of her desk.

Keina stood from her chair and walked over to the group, though she didn't really have any tips for Charely that hadn't already been suggested.

((Chloe is just standing by listening, really. I don't know how much I'll post tonight because I feel horrible. So you can go on without me.))

Long, dark hair swayed behind a little girl as she walked into the infirmary, holding a strange doll in her arms. Her violet eyes scanned the room momentarily until her gaze settled on something in the back of the room. She purposely headed towards the back where she set her rabbit down on a one of the white beds. After that was done, she began to rummage through the drawers until she found what she was looking for, which was a clipboard. Her eyes scanned across the pages, quickly flipping the page over once she had finished the previous. Her expression suddenly became angry as she slammed the board down onto the counter with an inhuman amount of force. A startled look crossed her expression for a brief moment, but it quickly disappeared. The girl took a deep, calming breath as she picked up her rabbit.

"It should be here. The infirmary acts very much like a hospital... " Victoria murmured to herself as she resumed wandering around the infirmary.

The vampire's stride was slower than usual and her expression was tired. And her eyes, they seemed to have gotten darker, like it was turning red. The teacher obviously had some type of ailment, but she was very good at keeping her composure. Victoria had been alive for a very long time so she had strict control over her need to feed.

Victoria continued to search the room for any sign of a fridge or cold storage unit. There had to be blood somewhere but she was growing impatient of this search. Victoria clenched onto her rabbit's ear tightly, pulling it in frustration to the point that a seam ripped. Victoria relaxed then looked at her toy. It's ear had come off partly and some of the stuffing was spilling out. She stared at it for a while, feeling a little sad that she had hurt the thing, even though it couldn't feel anything anyways... Suddenly, small sounds caught Victoria's attention. It was the door and there were soft footsteps. By the sound of the quiet whisper, this person was male. Victoria could hear his quick heartbeat, revealing that he seemed to be panicked and nervous. Victoria remained still, waiting for this person to speak first.

When he did speak, the man asked whether she was lost or not. Victoria slowly turned around to stare at the man with a piercing gaze. Her eyes roamed over the man's tall figure. He was unusually tall and his head was covered with shaggy brown hair. She also noticed that most of his exposed skin was riddled with scars and stitches.

"No, I am not lost. Are you?" Victoria replied, her voice was that of an adult's.

Gad's brows creased in confusion as they often did when he heard her voice – it.. was strange, matched up with such a tiny girl, but.. then again, this wasn't the first child he had met that acted and sounded a little like an adult. Gad's unease didn't leave him, though, as she didn't exhibit any of the kindness he was hoping for when he first arrived. He still managed to smile at her, though, and shake his head after some hesitance, wary of even implying a 'no'.

“..The doctor is.. ah, well, she's..” Of course, Gad knew very well that he thought of her as a friend, but he wasn't sure if he was allowed to admit to that or not. But, lucky for him, the doctor had walked into sight and he was allowed to relax some. The silence was suppressing his somewhat good mood! “That's the doctor.” He said after she spoke, pointing at her with a happier smile, “She can help, but I can help too. I'm good at helping – and so is she.” He added hastily with a glance at the doctor to make sure she didn't think he was putting her down. He stepped towards the little girl and waited for her to give him something to do.