[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=gray][center]Hadrianus Nightsbane [/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]


Adrian had heard Marcus’s light little footsteps behind him before he even landed on his shoulders. A small smile came to his lips when he did and he brought his hands up to hold on to the boys legs, even though he had no fear of him falling at all. Haven had come up to walk beside them and surprisingly enough had a smile on her own face, which was somewhat rare for her. Both of them had taken a liking to the boy, though Adrian’s connection of course ran deeper than Haven’s did. He had found the boy after all, scared confused and full of bloodlust. Child vampires were some of the hardest to control since their thirst seemed to control them more than it did with adult or even older teen vampires. They were still sweet children beneath that though and it definitely shined through with Marcus. 

“Well, we should certainly take care of that now shouldn’t we?” Adrian responded, tilting his head up slightly to look at the boy. 

“Did you not just have blood before the introduction?” Haven asked, reaching her hand to mess with Marcus’s hair. Haven didn’t normally act nice to many people, hardly ever in fact. Adrian was oddly the exception to that and ever since Marcus came to the castle he became an exception as well, something of which deeply interested Adrian. He’d known her a long time and always found it fascinating when she took a liking to certain individuals. 

“Oh come now, Hava, he is a growing boy, of course he is hungry already.” Adrian replied, turning down the hall that would lead to the kitchen area. Haven followed since at the moment she had nothing better to do with herself, not to mention there had been something the two of them had wanted to speak with the boy about. They had approached him quite a few times about moving out of the room with Adrian and moving in with one of the new students since he would be a student soon himself. However, despite their best efforts he had yet to agree to it. Now that the students were actually here they thought it would be good to bring the situation up once more. 

“So what did you think of the new arrivals? It seems there are a few that were turned around your age as well. We are surprised you did not go meet any of them.” Adrian said.

“Why bother beating around the bush, Hadrianus.” Haven rolled her eyes and looked back up to Marcus. “Have you thought more on taking up a roommate? There is one student left without a roommate and we thought she would be a good match for you. We can’t be the only ones you hang out with you know?”  

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[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=FF4500][center]Cole Turner[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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“Holy shit, this place is cool.” 

Cole found himself marveling at the sight of the school, even after the introduction had ended. Since the moment he’d arrived, he couldn’t believe all the things he was seeing. He was mostly amazed at the fact vampires and werewolves were walking amongst each other, not caring really about the other species at all. The good thing about this place was most of them were all too young to know or care that there was once a war going on between each other. He was sure some had probably been influenced by the beliefs of their pack or coven, but there still wasn’t that deep hatred there like his father had when it came to vampires.

The sight of Hava Lucianus was another thing that had amazed him. He had heard stories of her from his brother and the pack about how she was the first of their kind and how fierce she was. Of course the men of the pack also marveled at her beauty as well, which was something he noticed right off the bat. He’d expected her to be pretty, but was taken back at how pretty she really was. He wasn’t quite as awed at seeing Hadrianus since he wasn’t someone he’d heard many good things about. Despite that fact though, it was still pretty neat seeing the oldest living vampire in the world. 

“Where is this room?” He muttered to himself after a while. He’d been looking for his dorm for quite some time, but wasn’t having the best of luck. He was on the right floor finally, at least he thought anyway, but hadn’t quite found the room. 
“589!” he said in relief. Coming up to the door he gave a light knock on the before entering the room. He felt silly knocking on his own door, but you never knew if someone was already inside. 

“Hello, anyone in?”