Dylan arched a brow and sighed, "Clem, you know that kind of thing is kept under wraps. The school doesn't want to drag any more attention to you than needed, they know you're having a hard time with the other students. From what I understand the guy isn't just here about you... but whatever else he IS here for is being kept hush hush, even by our parents. Though, they did say something about new students... and that they were different."

She frowned, "Though, honestly, with the way this school deals with different I don't know that it's going to end well."

She stood and caught Clem's hand, pulling her to her feet. "I got unpacked earlier. I'll take you there. I need to feed anyway, I've been training so hard I think I've forgotten to for the past.... three days?"

She tucked her hands in the pockets of her jacket, mostly because otherwise she'd be tempted to hold Clem's hand and though it had been fine when they were kids she didn't want to draw any attention to her change in feelings... She'd been keeping it a secret for quite some time and wasn't really sure how to deal with it. Moroi were supposed to create more moroi, to have one who tended to lean towards females... her best friend... it would be frowned on and it would be something more to add towards Clem being pointed out. So, she'd buried it and avoided most shows of physical affection... most of the time. Not even Clem knew, especially not Clem... It scared Dylan that she'd turn away from her to avoid more weirdness in her life. Clem barely coped with the weirdness in it now...

~*~

Ried pulled off his jacket and tossed it over the back of the chair to his room and collapsed onto the single bed. That had been one of his stipulations to this trip... He wasn't going to be stuck in a room with anyone else, he liked his privacy. Honestly, when the Coven had approached him and told him what they'd wanted he'd refused at first. He liked doing things his own way, hadn't joined a Coven for exactly that reason but then the Council had summoned him and had made it clear they could and would strip his ability to use magic if he didn't cooperate. He sighed and shook his head, why they'd sent him instead of one of their own was still a mystery to him. Maybe because he'd fit in better with the Dhampirs because of his runes...

The tattoos running down his spine weren't just tattoos, they were runes. They channeled the body's energy and allowed him to move faster and fight harder. With them he could be on par with a Dhampir for a few minutes or in a few short bursts and he'd made sure to become as lethal a fighter as possible to make those few minutes count. Add to that fact that he could also use magic and you had a formidable weapon against the Strigoi, not as effective as Moroi and Dhampirs working together since his magic drained energy from both around him and inside him and so it was limited, but still effective.

He sat down on the bed and picked up the phone, dialed the number and waited till the answer on the other end of the line came. "Dante, I'm here. I know things have gotten desperate but are you sure you want to do this? Just because they're orphans doesn't mean-"

The answer had him sighing again, "Yeah, right... Bring them by tomorrow, that's when the students show up, but don't say I didn't warn you."

He hung up and ran a hand over his face, introducing three werewolves and a shifter to the school was bound to be a game changer. Ried just hoped the kids could keep what they were a secret until they made friends but that hope was still a tiny one. The other races were desperate, they were dying out and after the last several years the Moroi were thin ranked as well... they needed the protection lended by numbers, they needed to learn to work together because there were things other than Strigoi out there... and from what the Council of Elders had to say, they were all in very real danger.