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Members
| Animal Aura | Echo Galen
| Physical Aura | Nao
| Magical Aura | Lyrique Podtral
| Elemental Aura | Joseline Delrose
A r e a Tokubetsu, East Wing | | D e s c r i p t i o n
"I've heard about places like these! They practically radiate with an enigmatic sense of wonder. Each room can have a different view, with different weather and everything! It's seemingly random, but it usually matches the atmosphere of those within... Something is a little weird, though. No matter where you leave the building from, you always wind up back at the front door."
The Dragon Dorm is styled after a contemporary middle class home in the Mid West of the United States. A large living room, a kitchen and dining room, and bathrooms attached to each of the five bedrooms. Comfy living and enough space to stretch, it's more than most can wish for!
Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2015 3:05 pm
nnnnnn⋉ . . .Echolesia ❂ Galen. . .⋊ nnnnnn ❝"~Be kind to all, and they just may be kind to you~"❞
╔══════════════════════════╗ White. Her vision was filled with white wooden features and red tints. Maahes was sleeping cozily on the wonderful looking bed, completely disaffected by the second teleport that day, and her grey orbs peered around the room with wonder. The black dust disappeared before her very eyes and as she looked around the room she saw all her luggage and clothes neatly folded in the ajar dresser doors.
Bouncing around the room, she finally got out into the hall and right across from her door was the stairway. It was so majestic, she could just die.
She realized after catapulting herself down the stairs that her tail and ears were back and she twirled around the large open space. This was just the best. Oh wait, teammates, she thought as she peered around her.
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Who: No one || What: Dorms? || When: Evening || Where: Dragon Dorm || Thoughts: Sooo pretty OOC:
After standing in what seemed like minutes of awkward silence, Lyrique reacted very little to the odd change in atmosphere around here in the moment of transportation. If anything, the snowy-haired young teen seemed too lost and fixated in her own thoughts to even realize the shift around her. In the dark recesses of her mind, she felt a disturbance in the form of noises not heard from her environment, but from within herself.
A wretched, mind-numbing screech scraped along the walls of her skull before sounding as though it were simultaneously being dragged from her. After a few moments, it was nothing more than ebbing noise, but just as the peculiar outcry faded, a faint blur of light filled its absence. It was insignificant at first, like the blotted colors one would see from rubbing or squeezing their eyes too tightly, but somehow the light began to grow. It would stretch across her visage as blurred figures began to form within the light, and with those forms, faces, details, shapes and colors. A choir of voices surrounded her, and yet the myriad of light & colors deafened the girl; her amber optics widened as her heart fluttered with a genuine excitement that she hadn't felt in years.
Her once dulled emotions were now alive with her newfound sight, and she didn't dare to question it. Instead, she clasped her tiny hands closely over her chest as she delightedly took in the faces around her, imagining whose voices matched with what she saw. Even within the crying faces, she looked over them with a slightly concerning fascination, though none seemed the wiser. 'They're all so different...blood-red eyes, silver hair, short, tall...'The young girl clasped her hands on her porcelain face as she took in every single detail.'Inky black feline ears...and those blue eyes, like sapphires..!' Seeing it all was almost intoxicating, if not overwhelming to her mind; but despite all of the distractions around her, Lyrique's attention snapped to the front once the voices of the crowd had silenced and allowed another to pierce the noiseless atmosphere.
As she heard the apparent young girl speak, her smile remained, but the genuine excitement riddling her face had dimmed. It was temporary. Simply a means of the students to meet on equal footing. Understandable. It was an academy, they could teach her how to properly put her abilities to good use, and sacrificing this was apart of it. She had accepted that long ago, so her demeanor remained tame in the time that Alice spoke. A single word echoed in her mind as the Headmistress carried on, 'Temporary...temporary..' But eventually silenced itself just as Lyrique had predicted, and took one last glance at the creatures scattered around her as the end of her speech neared. With a half-hearted smile, she closed her eyes, perhaps to save herself the discomfort of watching it all bleed into black, or simply even to allow the return of her darkness easier on the darkness itself.
As she expected, she felt the shift in the air, the brief moment of weightlessness, and the suffocating heaviness of 'its' return. The sensation of climbing, prickling legs crept up her form once more as the image of runes illuminated behind her lids; she could feel the excited patter of her heartbeat dull and the glint in her gaze deaden. That ever familiar sensation of being on the brink of complete numbness engulfed her, and even in the constant curtain of darkness...it felt a bit gray.
'...Welcome back.' Back to business. "Hello." Her monotone voice rang prominently & clearly, though it was far from a cry out to the others. Just as she always did, she listened intently to the reach of her voice, depicting just how large the room she found herself in to be. And if someone responded back, a bonus, she wouldn't be alone. But by the sounds of it, the room seemed significantly smaller than the last, and to her slight disappointment, it also seemed she was indeed alone in the room.
Taking her usual method of running her hands along the radius of the room, she quickly discovered the room had a desk, a small bed, a strange pillow/seat annoyingly placed on the floor, and most importantly: a bookshelf, hopefully lined with the collection of books she had packed with her. That alone brought a smile to her face. A place of her own to curl up and read, no distractions, all within arm's reach. And if she could see or I dunno--guess the color, she'd assume it donned a gentle shade of lavender. Thankfully she was blind, because the brightness of it all would've given her a headache. All of her belongings were found soon after, though having her personal items so neatly tucked away made her feel a bit exposed; regardless, she made her way to the door, stepped out and spoke once more.
"Are you here, Echo?"
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Joseline just about reached Dante when her whole world seemed to spiral around her. Once in one place and barely gaining her baring to now , trying to adapt yet again to her unfamiliar surroundings, " w--where am i now?" she wondered aloud quite confused by the sudden motions. Her hand that still held her invitation shook reminding her of the ordeal " oh dante" she uttered hoping he were okay having been separated from her dear friend again she thought over the others she had met. Solus, Edward, Simon, the possessive one who she found intolerable...even the two lovers and it gave her a smile. She had friends and she would find strength in that, she could hear voices and yet they were muffled , probably in another room, she would walk out of the room and into the lobby " Uhm hello..?" she spoke and looked to the invite hoping for clues, maybe even a name she could familiarize with " is this the Dragon Dorm...I am Joseline Delrose..i am not quite sure what happened exactly but i have been placed in your team.." she said nervously wondering what others would say.
Nao was messed up. Having been forced out of the train and into a room full of strangers wasn't too bad. It was when he realized that he was also forced to revert back to his "true self" that things went to hell for him. His body fluctuated grotesquely as he curled up on the floor clamping his hands over his face shouting and muttering to himself. He was dead, died a long time ago. His memories of when he "lived" had all but deteriorated. He was nothing now. No one was allowed to see him. He wasn't even allowed to. Nao continued to fall further and further into his meltdown. Why was this happening? Who? He needed it to stop. His teeth dug deeply into his bottom lip drawing blood as his whole body quivered. He was no one. Did he even have a "true self" anymore? Was it just a monster? A slew of emotions welled up inside him; anger, contempt, confusion, and his well acquainted fear. Nao remained unmoving and didn't seem to hear or understand anything going on around him. He just wanted to hide. He just wanted to disappear.
Zero woke up in his new bed in his new room. The smell of the scented detergent clung to the soft covers that he had cocooned himself with. Yesterday was a nightmare and the events that took place that day still left him very uneasy. What if anyone had saw me? He forced himself out of bed and slipped his feet into a pair of slippers. Today, he just wanted to take it easy, the unexpected stress the day before still weighed on his shoulders. Zero would be the best face to use on a day like this. He also remembered that he never formally met any of his teammates. He wondered if he should just outright say he was a shapeshifter or keep them guessing for awhile. He shrugged it off and walked out into the main room which ended up being devoid of people. Of course it would turn out this way. No matter, he was bound to run into his teammates eventually since they were all sharing the same living quarters. He lazily raided the fridge for some food that didn't require cooking. With breakfast out of the way, he went ahead and left the room.
(Exits)
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"Once you lose all sense of self, what are you but an empty shell wishing for a purpose."
