Willow stared at herself in the mirror. It was odd, she was pretty before, sure, yet the transformation made her so attractive it almost pained to look at herself. An animalistic hiss escaped her mouth and she punched the porcelain wall. "Damnit," she cursed and moved away from the bathroom. Her ears perked at the sound of footsteps coming towards the end of the hall. 

Her mind found one source- a seer male. She gasped as she left his mind, she didn't like the what she say. When the door open, her fangs extended and a hiss came out of her mouth. When she realized neither were human, and one day she was going to have to kill someone, she signed. 

"Sorry," she started, moving from her defensive stance, "I'm still getting use to the whole monster aspect." Her eyes moved to the blind boy, "It is?" That sparked her interest. 

The auburn girl was pretty- and Willow assumed that god made all the evils pretty to temp the humans. Her eye cocked at the girls introduction. 

"I'm Willow, and I'm just here to make sure I don't go on a crazed blood hunt." Her smile was fake and tight as she stood awkwardly in the room. Watching Ryan, her eyes dilated as she tried to pry into her mind. She out a hand to her head, and rolled her eyes. Just her luck, she could read her roommates mind. 

"I don't think she's odd,"Willow have a bitter laugh, "Who would to go to a celebration with all the monsters you were told weren't true?" She asked, to no in particular. "She may hate people, but I hate monsters." 

Her attention turned to Salazar as he was scribbling in front of him. She hadn't met a seer yet, but from what she heard from a coven she lived with, they were almost never wrong. Again, she entered his mind, before sitting on her bed exhausted from the journey of his thoughts. Shaking her head,, "so when does this start?"

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Drake chuckled at Beau, "It would make more sense if I was a Fire breed, unfortunately fellows, I'm an Acid kind of reptile." He knew what Beau meant nonetheless, and in way he could understand. Fire was a dragons pleasure, no matter the breed. 

He watches Flame and the seer walk towards the dorm building with interest. He was handler listening to the two beside him as the entered the building themselves. 

"See ya later mates," he said distractedly. The numbers were pinned up beside the doors and he walked for awhile before he said 114. "Can the trip be longer?" He questioned with a small smile. 

Opening the door he say a male look up, "I'm Damien," he said with a smile. At first glance Drake couldn't tell what he was. 

"Hey mate. I'm Drakon, but everyone calls me Drake." He leaned over and tried to shake Damien's hand but watched as his passed through the kids arm. 

"Ghost," Damien said sheepishly, "Died about 1998. But I'm just now getting back to school. Sound stupid huh?" 

Drake shook his head with a grin. "Nah, perfectly normal." He joked.

Because being a Dragon with a Ghost roommate was normal. He shook his head with a small smile before he started unpacking his belongings.