[center][h1][color=0072bc]Joryldin Nailo[/color][/h1]
[sub]Interacting with: [color=f7941d]Dakota Brookes[/color] [@WeepingLiberty][/sub][/center]

Joryldin dived headfirst back into the haze of the party. He covered his nose and mouth with his hands in an attempt to block out the smell of perpetual indulgence around him, but after a moment or two, the mage's words rung in his ears again. Being a black sheep was just going to make him look incompetent and get him in trouble. He didn't have to prove anything to anyone but himself, and even if he had to play the part of a good little monster, he wasn't going to let this place break him. 

There were whole trays of wineglasses filled to the brim with blood or alcohol, and maybe even both. Wasn't this supposed to be a school? Whether or not it was legal, he grabbed one and started walking with it. There was no need to actually drink it, just keep up appearances. The scent attacked him at once, and as he wandered, hunting for his partner, it became harder and harder to resist. He was still thirsty, that one little bottle wasn't going to make up for days worth of fasting.

Eventually he caved. In one go, Joryldin downed the whole thing without spilling a drop. It was like a taste of heaven, but he mustered all his will and ignored the horrid enjoyment. It was a lot easier after the first taste, he was starting to get used to sustenance after his period of withdrawal. Without a single twitch, it was gone. He placed the glass down on a tray for used dishes, and just in time too. 

[color=0072bc]"It's not a crime, you're just doing what you need to do to survive, and ... alright where is she? I swear its been like an hour."[/color]

WHAM! Joryldin spoke of the devil, and just like that she appeared. In an instant, the girl in the photo had bowled him over. The only thing stopping him from landing firmly on his ass were supernatural reflexes. The girl, he noticed, was not so lucky.

“[color=f7941d]I am so sorry, I didn’t see you… Oh hey! You’re Joryldin aren’t you? I’m Dakota![/color]”

He tried to play it cool, act all gentlemanly...

[color=0072bc]"No need to appologize, I should have been paying more attention to-"[/color]

No amount of vampiric reflexes or rehearsed lines could have prepared him for what happened next. The sudden hug caught him completely off guard.

“[color=f7941d]Nice to meet you at last. I was worried you had wandered off without me.[/color]” 

Again, he put on his best suave and seductive voice in an attempt to save face. While the shock of surprise physical affection drove him to stammer, he did manage to keep his tone rather confident.

[color=0072bc]"G-good to meet you too, Dakota! And here I was s-starting to think that you didn't show up!"[/color]

Joryldin's smile was warm, and his eyes shone with a cheerful yellow light. He was genuinely happy to see her. it was someone he would be able to trust, and someone who he could count on to keep him rooted in his humanity.

[color=0072bc]"We can get set up in our dorm and chat later. For now, what do you want to do first? The party's still going strong."[/color]