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The ghost was stalking the halls, tail wagging as he looked for the source of the delicious smell of raw meat. What he found as he turned the corner in the into the dorm commons, was a gift from the local unliving alliance. Fresh meat. Perking up and grinning ear to ear, Frost made his way over ignoring the other foods, (notably, the vegetables and most things cooked), as he piled up a plate with the raw slabs of muscle and flesh.

The commons thus far had only a few students in it, also drawn to the variety of scents no doubt. Red eyes scanned the room, head tilting as everyone began to mingle. As more people arrived, Frost minded his own business, at least until he noticed a ghost boil he'd never seen before. Walking up, still in near nirvana over the food, the white wolfos smiled and asked, "New to Amityville?"

Well, that was certainly a straight to the point answer. Bowing slightly, Frost was mindful not to spill the food on his plate. "I am Frost in the Storm. I hope I am not disturbing you too much over your novel." He didn't know if it was a novel the boil was reading or a hidden magazine. He'd seen a few students do that in order to look like they were studying.

"I've never run across a ghost dragon before is all. Are your kind from around here, or are you rather distant?" frost smiled and just waited for an answer. He'd at least try to get some conversation.

A small nod of his head, the ghost hound took a small bite of the meat from his plate, eating it as Gabby talked. "The cold climes are often the most suitable for our race." And the undead provided it wasn't too cold. Shehk had talked of freezing limbs after all.

"It's a cold dry though. Better than a hot one... Which can happen if the AC gets broken in the summer." He gave a small shrug, looking at one of the vents.
"I would prefer not to have my room covered in snowmelt. Would run a great number of my papers." And books and food, and keepsakes.

...he should probably invest in shelves actually.

The book was abandoned and Frost tilted his head. It mustn't have been a good book. "Indeed, Frost in the Storm, born when a snow storm was outside." A tiny smile. "My people have unique naming conventions. What about you? What is your name?"

"Gabriel." Frost tested the name on his tongue. It wasn't a bad name. Just a bit odd. Mostly for the fact he didn't know what it meant and that the boil had chosen it for himself. Why chose a name you didn't know? Then again, he was named for natural events he wasn't much one to talk.

"You say your name is Gabriel, that you named yourself a name you do not know... yet it was your name." Frost tilted his head. "Did you change it then?" He ate another strip of meat. He liked his name. Why change it?

Aside from being a criminal at least.

"Hmm." Sitting next to Gabriel, Frost was silent for a short while before he sighed. "I am sorry, I did not wish to draw up that which discomforts you. I don't know of what it means to be alive... or to live then die." Shoulders slumped as the ghost tried to sympathize. He was a bit out of his element.

"It is a good name though. Could look at it this way, you are not named for natural events? Some in my clan find it stifling that they cannot have 'common' names. Like Azure, or, Kohaku. But, they tend to be young. Very young." A small snort. "Pups."

The ghost chuckled at that, "could name yourself White Dragon. just say it in another language. No one would be the wise.. at least I doubt they would be." Meanings were complex things. Small talk for a short while, Frost smiled, trying his best to be open, casual.

"..... You are not one for large social gatherings I take it? As is-" Frost motioned to the not such a party social. "It's rather.. dull. And crowded."

Dragon would be an odd name Frost thought. Because what if there were dragons all in one room but only one Dragon? It would get complicated. "Well for the sake of everyone, let us hope Gabriel stays then. Dragon in a room full of dragons- would be rather awkward. At least white Dragon people know who, if just a small hint."

Finished with his plate Frost let out a low hum. "Time to retire you think? I got my free food, met someone interesting. I think that is enough for my social interaction quota for the day."

Hand offered, hand taken. Frost was a good dog, he knew when to shake. "It was a pleasure Gabriel. I'll see you around perhaps."

Frost smiled, not missing the tiny twitch of lips. Hey, something was better than nothing.