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Current Four years, such a long time. But after figuring out my life, and dealing with too much shit to count, I’m ready to start again!
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Without hesitation he quickly stepped out, grasping her arms and spinning to slam her into the cage, and, once again not hesitating, his fangs plunged deep into her neck, feeling the warm blood spill into his mouth, then out from the corners of his mouth and ran down his chin. His hands tightened around her arms, preventing her from stopping him. He didn't consider that guards are probably watching his every move, and ready to take him down if he took it too far.
Yeah, you can do stuff like that.
His eyes narrowed further at her, his gaze flicking to her neck. He looked back at her eyes again. He was actually going to feed from her? That rarely happened. It happened once before, and he nearly killed the scientist that was told to do so. He stepped closer to the cage door and he said," you have to open my door." His body was quivering, and one half, the more human half of his brain, was disgusted at how he was actually excited to slide his fangs into her neck.
He heard the door open, looking at the scientist that entered. Patience, also the Black Angel. He watched her, eyes narrowed still. He visibly tensed when she walked up to his cage. He spat," what do you want?" He stood up from his sitting position, eyeing her uncertainly. He didn't know what she would be up to, what she would want with him.
His tongue ran over his fangs, staring at the guards. A light shiver ran down his spine. He moved closer to the door of his cage, clutching onto the bars. He the said, his voice laced with an animalistic growl," too bad I can't reach their necks." He watched them, his eyes narrowed, mouth partially open. They smelled good. The mixed scent of the people around him from each of their mixture is what tended to keep him from trying to attack the others.
Alright I posted. Hope you don't mind him interrupting the conversation with Tyler.
Liam Fleming
Sapphire room >>> entrance to dorm


A snort left Liam's nose at his roommates greeting, before he rushed at the door. He turned back to his room, gazing at the tuxedo and mask on his bed. He didn't overly want to go to this thing. He let out a small sigh, before slowly dragging on his tuxedo, leaving off his mask. He glanced at one of his bags, an internal debate going on within him. He opened it, grabbing a bottle of beer. It was cool, thank the sky for insulation. He opened it, taking a large drink of it, quickly finishing off the bottle. He sat it down, desperately wanting to drink more but knowing he had a limited supply. He stepped out of his room, closing the door tightly. Just in time to see his last dorm mate rush in. He heard a quick hello, before he was once again left alone. If these people remained to behave like this there was going to be a struggle.

He walked out of the room, trudging down the stairs. He looked around more this time, eyeing the things around him, especially the lower levels. He walked outside, spotting two girls tormenting a guy, who appeared to be about 18, 19 ish. He shook his head and approached them and said," now, leave the poor guy be. I mean, he can't be too bad. If they let bitches like you in before this I'd say they went uphill from your year." He looked at them, his eyes cold and hard. He wasn't fond of others picking on others and wouldn't hesitate to dish it out to them.

The 22 year old man felt slightly out of place among the typical 18 and 19 year olds that are freshman. He was more of the age of the juniors and seniors then his own freshman group. It was strange, to say the least. He wondered why that was that way. He might never now, for if he were to guess little was understood of how exactly this school was run.
Okay. Working on a post now. If I don't fall asleep. Knowing me I'll fall asleep while typing so have gibberish as the last sentence.
He said slowly," and how do we know you aren't another test? To see if we would blindly trust you, and try to escape." To those that were around him most often would hear the slight difference in his voice, his fangs causing the slightly change. He looked at the girl, eyes narrowed dangerously at her. He was suspicious of things like this, reasonably.
Haha interesting. Now I'm definitely going to do it. Now... To decide if I should write up a post now... Or wait until the doors close... Hm...
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