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Gallant laughed at the girls shyness. There was certainly a wide variety of personalities here. HE would enjoy himself very much.
"Well, either I'm a student here or I'm in the wrong school." Gallant said in a bemused voice. He was happy to have found a friendly person. He offered the schedule and information package to Sarah.
"I picked up an extra one, did you want it? It'll save you the trip up the rest of the stairs, I guess. I'm heading to the dorm building right now. If you plan on getting settled in, you can walk with me. I'll even carry some of your stuff to make it worhtwhile." He put up his hands in mock defence. "And I dont want anything in return." He said, his best smile on show.

Silvia finally finished unpacking, forcing herself to put the clothes away, but did it neatly since she didnt' want wrinkles.

"Ahhhhh, I now live in this sexy luxury. YES!" she said as she flopped onto her bed and put a fist in teh air in victory. "I guess I should wait here a bit til hte place clears a bit.....hm? Aw man, I thought I DID my toenails! Guess I forgot." she sat up and shrugged, then picked up a bottle of sparkly black nailpolish from her large makeup collection.

"Might as well do them to pass the time-oh! TV!" she said cheerfully, as she got up and plopped onto the couch a remote in one hand and her polish in the other. "Looks like they got cable....sweet!" she said, as she laid out very unladylike and began painting her toenails.

"Yay; all done!" Kit said cheefully as she wiped some sweat from her brow; she had unpacked everything and moved it aside (the case a bit heavy even after empty, hence why she acutally used some energy).

Her side of the room looked fairly cheery (and probably a bit childish), but she was satasified and it felt a bit more homey. She went out to the balcony and watched all the people still running about. "It's crowded down there, all right." she said to herself with a nod, as she leaned against the rail and watched with interest. "I TOLD Silvia it pays to be early, that lazybutt woman..."

Sarah blushed again. "I didn't think you would..." she said. "I mean, I wouldn't..."
You're just digging yourself deeper. Stop it.
Sarah took a deep breath. Being around Gallant was making her lose her head. The boy practically radiated friendliness.
Sarah smiled and took the papers from Gallant. "That would be nice," she whispered. "Thank you."
She handed him her duffel bag and they continued downstairs. As they came out, Sarah noticed that the boy who had been staring at her was still there. He looked at her and his eyes narrowed. Sarah shivered and unconsciously drew closer to Gallant.
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Two students had come down from the schedules office. Jasper looked over to see who they were. There was the blond guy, and-
Jasper's eyes narrowed. The girl. The fading girl was with the blond guy. That was not acceptable. He had plans for that girl, and if she had acquired protection -
"What's your last name, please?"
Jasper snapped an infuriated "What?" at the woman before realizing that he'd turned away from the fading girl. He turned around to look for them, but the two were already out the door. Jasper growled under his breath.
"Tenebrio," he told the woman. He felt like taking his anger out on her, but then realized she could still be useful. So he hid his feelings under a polite mask.

Ryuk yawned as he looked around at all the different people. He directed his attention to the line, he was already second next in line, but the boy in front of him was strange. That look, the stance, Raiden what do you think of this one.

Hmmm, he is a harsh one i think. believes in only helping himself, i would watch him. be wary, he may stab you in the back if you arent carefull. Raiden replied.

Right, ill be carefull. He then turned his thoughts to what he wanted as a room. i guess it really doesnt matter. he thought.

Akane stammered towards and up the stairway, the weight of her staff weighing her down. It had always been a burden, ever since she was cursed 3 years ago. Using the staff as a support, she literally dragged herself up the stairs to the next level. 'Finally,' Akane thought as she let out a small sigh.

Akane looked back at the stairway she had just climbed and saw Sam making her way up. "Hi, I'm Akane," she greeted her meekly. Her heart pounded as she leaned on her staff. Would the woman accepted as a friend? Would she ever have a friend?

((While cats and dogs can be hostile towards each other, the general consensus is that dogs well only attack cats on instinct if the cat is moving as it is the dogs predator nature to chase moving prey that drives them to attack cats rather than an inherent hatred toward the species itself. On the cats part, dogs tend to be larger than cats, a characteristic that automatically puts the cat in a defensive mode (and can initiate hostilities between the pair). A dog and cat introduced to the other species at a young age or in a situation were the other does not seem threatening does not generally produce hostile encounters. In this is case, it is likely that the scent of the cat would drive primal urges in the wereworlf if the werewolf had become accustomed to chasing house cats similar to kits alternate form. No doubt Kit would also be afraid of the more imposing figure of the werewolf in either form. This is of course hypothetically speaking from my point of view and has no reflection of the other players intimate knowledge of their own characters.))

He almost let out a sigh of relief, but instead hoisted the duffel bag carefully nestled between his violin case and his own satchel. As their feet touched the ground floor once again, Gallant, who had been incessantly talking about himself for the past minute and a half, noticed the boy staring in their direction. His voice trailed of and his smile wavered on his lips, a sense of grim negative energy flashing across his face. Suddenly, the receptionist spoke and the boy snapped around. Gallant took the moment to make it to the door, only once he had reached it did he remember he had been with someone else. His memory was suddenly jogged as he realized Sarah had inched closer to him and stayed in his shadow. To cover his lapse in memory, he grabbed the door and held it open for her, ushering her out and glancing back to make sure they had a head start on the odd fellow.

"Well...that was disturbing, to stay the least. Nobody you know right?" Gallant said to the girl while attempting to recompose himself. Not only had he been put off by the eerie feeling of the strange student, he also couldn't figure out how he, Gallant Goldheart, could have forgotten about a girl. Hopefully she had not noticed.

Distance has always been an issue. Walking took too long, and running was tiresome, and drew attention if done in the wrong place. Porting was even worse. It took more energy. B'dump, and the baby in the back of the bus cried even louder as the doors of the public transport opened. Nathan rose up from his bucket-seat, slung his bag over his shoulder, and made his way off the bus. The baby cried louder, as the mother resorted to bouncing it on her knee. Right.

It was just down the street, apparently. His... school. That so entirely and utterly wrong in his head. He was away from his caretaker, off to be 'taught' how to use his gift. Like anyone could help with it. If he was given a month, or even a week, he'd make sure he didn't mess up this time. But no, he'd have to do this... place for an indefinite amount of time? No... he'd make it out before then.

These thoughts carried him as he approached a collection of buildings. Wait, a collection meant more than... what, three? Even so, they were about the size of his caretaker's home. And he was supposed to stay here with others? Complete and perfect strangers who would have no reason to not to kill him. Nathan shook his head. Paranoia was something he was trying to work out of his system. It made him sloppy, and edgy.

He approached on building, one that had an obvious line inside. That... would be somewhere to go. Is that where he'd get his dorm room? He stepped inside, and saw people standing around, while one by one they were guided towards a figure that was handing out keys and telling them where to go. He stayed where he stood, just inside the doorway of the building, and watched as the line filed out. This was troublesome, in more ways than one.

((Hi everyone. I'm ShaydenPanda, and my room is prone to fires.))