Aren was only becoming slightly annoyed with Samantha's anger. Of course, it was well placed considering the circumstances, but all at once he also knew that having her teach angry would have been about as smart as lighting a match near gasoline. Though the potential for nothing to go wrong was there, it screamed otherwise. With a sigh, he simply rubbed the bridge of his nose and watched as Julian continued to rub her shoulders. Even Aren could tell that Julian was angry with the whole ordeal, but DeAndro's distraction had Harlow's eyes darkening. They weren't black yet, but something told Aren that this angel business was going to be more of a headache than anyone would want. "Leave it to the giant dicks upstairs to put their nose in where it doesn't belong." Julian huffed under his breath. He knew full well that one of the angel students was being sent down to keep an eye on things, but he also saw potential problems with his students. As much as the commandments of hell were enforced here, there were some that walked the line a little too finely. "May I just make one suggestion and give the angel a room of their own, off from the main demon hall. I.E. away from Justin Henderson. That boy was lucky with what happened last year." Aren scoffed a chuckle. "He was lucky he was beat within an inch of his life?" "I would have had to throw a student in a cage. Do you really think we [i]need[/i] another Daylen?" Julian hissed, but soon Aren looked to Samantha. "Yes. I hope you don't mind it too much, I know that it's a rough rag-tag group to wrangle, but I believe our late arrival won't be too much trouble. This one tomorrow, I recognize the name from somewhere but I don't know where. And it shouldn't change your teaching methods." Aren said, sitting, rubbing the bridge of his nose again. "Miles Hughes." he muttered to himself looking at the note. Why was that name so familiar? Julian sighed a little and looked to Samantha before he looked back to Aren. "Anything else?" he asked. Aren looked up briefly but shook his head. "If I hear anything else, I'll be sure to inform you in a timely manner." he said, and Julian removed his hands from Samantha's shoulder's slowly and sighed. Julian let out a sigh of his own before looking back to Samantha as he opened the door. "I don't know about you, but I could use a drink now. And obviously I have to get some lesson plans together as well." -- Alex was glad once they steered away from school work and started talking about... well anything other than it seemed like and when Jordyn started asking questions he couldn't help but to allow a certain thoughtful look to cross his face. "I don't particularly have a favorite number, but my favorite season is winter, only because the cold is good for me. Plus, snow isn't too bad either. As for music, you might find this extremely odd, but I enjoy classical. Something about it is eerily calming. And I like the color blue." he said, and he smiled to her before asking. "What about you? Favorite season, drink, food, number, color?" He chuckled a bit, "Don't kill me for the color question, please. I've managed to get things thrown at me for that." He was feeling better and he looked over to Blaze who was relaxing on the floor, looking at the plants covering the other half of the room with extreme intent. Now Alex could see why Billie had always said Blaze was his hound, even if she was with her. They had the same fascination for natural things and how they worked. His mind was becoming less heavy the more he and Jo talked, he really preferred not to have nightmares about his young life, especially at school. He wasn't proud of a lot of the things he had done. A lot of things he saw humans doing to one another now. Honestly, Alex couldn't fully hate a human anymore without hating himself. Because their nature, oddly enough, was the same in and out of war... Demons had that same issue. Alex hated to admit it, but his time in war had not been proud for him. He never talked about it, and Lucifer had often told him that it was probably where the fear of becoming like his father rooted from. Because Alex had done awful things in war... Things he couldn't wish upon anyone now, but he had also known that his bloodline was capable of worse... The Sanders bloodline had the downfall of anger and their attraction to power. Luckily, Alex only dealt with the anger, but still, he couldn't help but to wonder what it would have been like if he had been power hungry too. It caused a question to come to mind and he looked at Jo. "I know this may come off as an odd question, but what is your biggest fear?" he asked. "You don't have to answer, but it would be nice to know so that if it's something I can help I don't scare you." -- Darren gave a nod to her answer before nodding. "I do apologize for that, but I don't think he was the only one stirring the pot. I mean, he's good at what he does, but not [i]that[/i] good. There's been someone else either rooting for me or just loves chaos enough to start fights like that. I mean hell that one last year where Harlow, Aren, Ravenswood, [i]and[/i] Kane stepping in... That wasn't Justin. He straight told me that." he said before leaning back and taking another drink. Darren smirked a little. "Well, so long as others aren't in there I shouldn't be too bad off. I keep to myself now mostly anyway. Aside from those who are worth the time." he said, offering a small grin towards her. He couldn't help the laugh that left him when she brought up why Garret was so obsessed with him, and he shook his head. "Oddly enough that creeps me out more. But it is true. He does hang around that little creepy girl." he rolled his eyes. He remembered having fought Garret for messing with her a couple years ago, but still, he had let Garret get the up on him. Not like there was any reason to fight over a girl who wasn't worth it... Clearly. Darren was pleased to know she was happy with his decision. He hated being couped up in the castle for extended periods of time and would much rather be outside anyway. Plus, it was too early in the year, even now, for people to go to the lake regularly anyway. No chance in them having to run and hide to keep things level. He smiled a bit at her reaction to her present though and he spoke, "Still, you might be bad at it, I'm not. I don't mind spoiling good friends." he said before taking another drink. At least tonight had turned out good. -- Adrian leaned back and nodded a bit. He was glad he had some help here. Out in the world was far easier than here at a school, but this place had it's advantages far more counted than disadvantages... And he would never admit to Azrael, but he hated the assignment to the school. If he actually needed help to control his anger and stuff, then he'd figure it out himself. Not enroll into some lame ass school. Still, as Molly spoke, he couldn't help the chuckle. "I suppose I did give you some fuel, but hey, not always a bad thing to give that away is it?" he asked more rhetorically than not. He sat there and thought through his plan for the Sirens. They would be, quite possibly, one of the best things they could have at the moment. Their allure would help him immediately and he knew that for a fact. Honestly, who could resist the allure of a siren if they didn't have natural resistance to it. Now, from there he'd look into what demons were straying from the pack. He already knew of one he would need to approach, but that one could wait for a little while. He turned his head to Molly when she spoke of Piper and he nodded. "Thanks for the tip." When she asked about history he nodded. "Trade. The vampires and werewolves, at the time, had been at a truce for trading purposes. The werewolves 'shorted' the vampires on a shipment of blood, said they didn't. And there you go, war started. Well, to put it simply anyway. Far better than the third wars... That was a stupid reason entirely." What could Adrian say? History enthralled him. -- [i]Billie's laugh was something that this game had found regularly, but Drake sighed a bit when he realized that Sal had passed out and now it was just the two of them playing truth or dare. They'd had a pretty intense study session and Sal had been complaining about his eyes hurting the entire time, so it was no shock he conked out early. Still, Drake looked at Billie as he took his seat back, her laugh still echoing in his ears. "That just wasn't right, B." he found himself chuckling and she bit her lip a little. "Hey, your idea, you can deal with the consequences." she pointed at him a bit before leaning back in the chair, looking over at the clock. 12:30AM. "One more and I should probably go." "Alright, truth or dare?" Drake asked, and she thought for a moment. "You know what, fuck it/ truth. You only live once right?" she said, and Drake nodded a bit before it dawned on him what she had said. Billie Sanders had actually picked truth? Well that was perfect. "Alright then, do you mind if it's a two part question then?" he asked. She shook her head. "Nah, I don't pick truth often, and you've got me interested now because you asked that pretty quick." she said, and he nodded before figuring out how to word it. "Why in the hell are you dating Devin? I mean, honestly, you could have anyone you could ever want and you choose that pathetic excuse of a parasite. Tell me there is more to it than I am understanding because let's be real, that's [b]not[/b] you." he asked, and Billie looked away. It was the first time he'd ever seen her hesitate to answer anything before and he saw her take a swig from her bottle of whiskey before she sighed. "That's a damn good question, Drake." She said, "One I was hoping never came up, and you won't let me back out of this..." she began before taking another drink. "To be completely honest, I don't even like him; much less would I have ever actually dated him if he didn't pick the perfect time to ask me out. And the whole reason is, I thought it'd make Logan the most jealous." Drake rose an eyebrow waiting for further explanation before it sank in fully. She wanted to make Logan jealous? Billie continued before part two question came, obviously seeing his look. "Devin has asked me out so many times, and I said no every time, but this last time I just couldn't... I saw opportunity and I went with it. And I kind of regret it now, but let's be honest, the ruse is worth it... I suppose." "Now, part two, even though not what I was originally going to ask, but why do you want to make Logan jealous?" he asked. She sighed once again and got up from her chair, pacing a bit. "Isn't it obvious?" she answered, and when he gave her the look she spoke again. "I'm in love with him, Drake. Absolutely, undeniably in love with him. And I can't fucking help it, and it pisses me off that I can't just turn it off, or make it go away because we're best friends. And right when I worked up the courage to actually tell him because, you know, I don't do the whole bearing your soul thing very well, I get a 'oh, hey, I want you to meet Heather, my new [b]girlfriend[/b].' So I just kind of was like, oh cool and never went through with it. As much as I want him to be happy with me, if he wants to be happy with someone else, who am I to take that from him?" Drake gave a nod. "Why didn't you tell him anyway, though? I mean, if you feel that strongly..." "This can't leave this room, Drake. Before you even think of trying anything else with this. It's bad enough rumors are going around, and I really don't need this rearing its head too. No one can ever know about this. When the time's right it will happen, but now it's just wrong." she said. "So, if he wouldn't have had Heather, you would have told him?" he asked and she nodded. "Of course I would have. I've been in love with him probably since I met him and was just too stupid to realize it at first. That and my history of being 'in love' isn't all that great. But I can trust him, you know? Not like the other times where there was always doubt. He's always there for me when I need him, and I try to always be there for him when he needs me... But I was just... I was vulnerable." she said, and Drake nodded. "Come on, B. I'll leave it alone; your secret is safe with me. But if I notice it getting to the point again where you do something as insanely stupid as dating a pathetic lowlife, I'm going to step in and make you say something." he said and she nodded. "Works for me. I may need that kick in the ass one day." she chuckled. She noticed Drake getting up as she went towards the door. "You don't have to walk me back. I can make it just fine." Drake gave a look. "No, no. I'm walking you back. Besides, it's not far and Sal will be okay for a few minutes without me."[/i]