Ooc: Sorry to see you go hun, thank you for informing both Keane and I though. Maybe some other time? :3

I might need to move a couple characters around in the dorms due to this departure, bear with me guys as I'm still at my grandparents and will be until next week.

[edit]Vicente has been moved to Dorm 1, Tatiana has been moved to Dorm 2, Kaida has been moved to Dorm 3

I will get my own starters posted soon, I'm just a little busy right now

((OOC: Ah, ok, that makes sense, thanks! And Happy New Year :)

Thanks for the update!))

Vicente made his way into the reception building, duffle bag slung over his right shoulder.

He slipped off the hood of his sweatshirt upon entering the office and tugged an earbud down from his ear to be polite. He greeted the receptionist and collected his keys and schedule. He thanked the sharp-eared woman and stepped off to the side of the office, folding the schedule neatly before slipping it into his pocket and leaving for the dorm building he was assigned to.

Vicente entered the room, not noticing at first that someone () was sitting up on the top bunk. He stood at the door, peering around the room until his eyes finally did fall upon the room's other occupant. His roommate to be, he presumed.

He gave a small nod. "Hey," he murmured, his prominent accent somewhat erasing the 'H.' With that he stepped toward the empty bottom bunk and set his duffle bag onto it.

OoC// Excellent! I'd think the teachers would be allowed to live off campus, you know, 'cuz adults. Will clarify later, though! Name: Rous Al'Shineran (Mr. A To the students, much simpler) Age: Appears to be 25, but, due to the outcome of an adventure many years before, is somewhere near 1, 400 years old (He lost count, he's old is the bottom line) Appearance: Rous is a relatively small guy at 5'8 and 150 pounds, he's compact and agile, which came in handy for the lifestyle he used to live. Now he's just a teacher. With dark brown, almost black hair atop his head, he combs and slicks it over to the side, but it always finds a way to get messed up. His emerald green eyes have a physical glow behind them, the reason which he will explain in rather vague detail. When at school, he will wear long sleeve shirts to cover the numerous tattooes he has running up his arms and across his body.With a nose not too narrow nor bold, a round, youthful face and strong chin, he had been told he was a handsome man, thouhg he always denied it. Personality: He's very blunt and straightforward, doesn't care what others think of him. Quick to crack a joke, just as fast to get down to business, all serious. Quick to voice an opinion, it often gets him in trouble. Nationality: He's not of this planet, but the closest thing to where he came from would be Ireland. Creature: Human/pyromancer Other: He shall explain everything when class begins (although, as previously stated, very vaguely. Prepare for some foreshadowing, !)

His alarm went off at 5:45 A.M, but he had been up well before it had gone off. His dreams tormented him, dreams of home, and often woke him up. He rolled out of bed, stretching. He smiled as the realisation of what day it was. Move in day. The new, fresh minds would be moving into their new homes today, to start another year of school. And what a crazy assortment of new minds they would be! He turned on the light in his bathroom, and started preparing for the day with his usual routine, looking at himself in the mirror, and reminiscing about the tattoos that covered his chest, along with the many, many scars that marred his body. One in particular drove him, the flame shaped burn over his heart, deep purple. He traced it with a finger, before snapping out of his daydream. He rubbed his face, checking for stubble. Of course, he never could grow facial hair, earning him nicknames throughout the ages.

After showering, he laid out his clothes. A white button up shirt, black sports jacket, and dark gray slim fit jeans. An ensamble that said "I'm professional, but not a stiff!" He put on the pants, to step out on the balcony of his nice 3 bedroom apartment. He pulled a cigarette from the pack sitting on his coffee table, and stuck it in his mouth. The end sparked to life, courtesy of his talent of pyromancy, the reason he had lived so long. He reached into the minifridge next to the table, and pulled out a fresh beer (He didn't have a problem, he swears!) He gulped it down, holding the bottle up as a greeting to the sun, and set it down amongst the other empty bottles pyramiding on the table. He'd clean it up later that night, for he was pressed for time now.

He quickly threw on his clothes, burshed his teeth, and combed his hair. Once again in a style that said "I like looking nice, but not like a businessman!" He grabbed the helmet off his dinning room table, and made sure his cat Blackie had enough food for the day, the cat, of course, nowhere to be found. At the door he grabbed a backpack, which had a change of clothes and his converse he'd change into when he got to the school. He slipped on some riding boots (feet+asphalt=a bad time), locked the door, and pounded down the stairs.

He fished for his keys in his pocket to the sportster motorcycle he loved. A mix between the big choppers and a street bike, it had the looks of the choppers, and the size of the noisey, annoying street bikes. He tossed his helmet on, kicked the bike on, and was off. It was a 30 minute ride through the hill country to the school, a rather enjoyable way to start every day!

When he got there, he coasted up onto the sidewalk amongst students, kicking down the kickstand next to the building so that the awning would protect it from the rain. He pulled his helmet off and tucked it under an arm, striding with serpentine like grace into the school, weaving through masses of students. First stop would be the front desk, to shoot the bull with the receptionist, and get his classroom number for the year.

He walked through the door, his crooked smile on his face [I]"Good morning, Mrs. Mcreah! Another school year is underway!"[/I] He said, an accent similar to that of an Irishman/Scot butchering his words heavily. The receptionist smiled back "Indeed, Rous, (she pronounced it right this year, Row-us) Glad to see you back here! I'd chat more, but I'm rather busy. You're room A257 this year. Still teaching history and the art of pyromancy this year?" She asked, handing him a key. He nodded with a smile, and backed out the door [I]"I am! I'll talk to you later, pretty lady!"[/I] He threw her a wink as he left, and she giggled. Flatter the receptionist , and favors will come your way!

He was once again weaving through students on his way to his classroom, smiling and nodding when he made eye contact with a kid. He never saw himself being a teacher, not with his history. He found his room, and chuckled. They gave him an auditorium style classroom this year, with plenty of room to practice pyromancy, and give theatrical lessons on world history. It was going to be a good year. He set his things down on his desk at the front of the room, on the small little stage. He changed out his boots for converse, then went to answer the hankering for some coffee. He walked out into the hallway on his search for coffee, avoiding students with ease.

-D-

OOC: okay! I'll fix my characters rooming in this post, then!

BIC: Kaida hadn't gotten far before she was stopped by the receptionist she had just gotten her key from. Apparently, there had been a mistake, and she was supposed to be in dorm 3. She handed over her key for the new one and sulked off to struggle with her bags yet again. She thought it was over but no, of course not. Just her luck. Kaida lugged her heavy bags to her new dorm, finding that someone had gotten there before her. Well, not that it was a surprise. She set her bags down on an available bed and smiled, teeth glistening. "Hi, I guess we're roomies huh? My name is Kaida!" She introduced herself while letting out a huff of breath, exhausted from carrying all her heavy bags. "Heh, I think I may have packed a little too much to carry. But, uhm, what's your name?" She offered, trying to be friendly seeing as she would be sharing a room with the other female. But it was a genuine niceness, she was simply shy and wasn't used to talking so much with new strangers.

Charlie looked to Tanya and Kaida, "My name is Charlie, I think you are in the wrong dorm." Charlie looked to Tanya before going back to her equipment. She opened the desk drawer for her equipment. "Don't touch my equipment. If it gets broken I can't repair myself." She pointed out to Kaida. It was the only thing she bought by herself, and she needed it more than anything. If she didn't have the equipment to repair her arms or legs then it would act up. "If you need to use anything of mine, ask." She stated as she started to unpack her things.

Charlie probably didn't need to set ground rules about her stuff, but she did it as a precaution. She took her jacket off revealing the cybernetics in her right arm.

Tanya looked at the other girl who'd entered the room. She was a pretty girl--until, in Tanya's opinion, she smiled. Her teeth weren't ugly, exactly, but a little menacing. Tanya was a little jealous of them. ( )

"My name is Charlie, I think you are in the wrong dorm." She heard the first girl, Charlie, say. ( )

Tanya gave her a skeptical look, but gazed down at her schedule again just to be sure. She read it over a couple of times before noticing the mistake, ignoring the other talking in the room.

"Oh, crap," she said, somewhat in response to Charlie's earlier words, but somewhat to herself. The dorm listed on her schedule was 'Dorm 3,' but then farther down the page is was listed as 'Dorm 2' several times, and neither Charlie nor Kaida were mentioned as roommates.

Relieved she didn't unpack, but wishing she had discovered the mistake sooner (if only she'd had to unlock the door!), Tanya slung her bag back over her soldier.

"Sorry about that," she called, already having turned to head out the door, "Guess I'll see you guys around."

At first she thought about going straight to the receptionist's office and having a go at the woman, but then she calmed herself down and decided that her experience had already been mortifying enough, there was no need to include another witness.

Her key worked on Dorm 2, and she noticed a brown leather side bag had already been littered there. It didn't seem to be associated with any bed in particular. She looked at the three bare beds and decided to pick the nearest the door. The third roommate might want the window-bed, she figured, and it didn't feel like a battle worth having.

After all, she didn't plan on spending that much time in the room. The air felt staler indoors. Setting her bag down on the chosen bed, she probably should have begun unpacking, but then it occurred to her that maybe the third roommate would want that bed. Or Maybe the bag-owner had claimed it herself.

Aggitated already with the intricacies of sharing space with other people, she abandoned her bag, pocketing her key, and headed out of the room, then out the building, towards the woods. (, if you want :) )

Kaida seemed a bit confused as their other roommate was apparently not their roommate at all. "Uh, well, goodbye! Nice meeting you!" She called to her as she left, looking back to the pretty girl who had introduced herself as 'Charlie'. "Uh.. alright, I wasn't going to." She said, rummaging through her two bags and beginning to pack her things away. She felt shy all of a sudden, like she had done something wrong, but she hadn't. Her roommate really did intimidate the little dragon girl, which may be funny to some, seeing as she was a DRAGON. But, a shy dragon. "I won't touch your stuff, I'll ask if I need to use anything.. though I probably won't, I uh, packed pretty well... anyway you don't need to worry. I'm very to myself for the most part so I won't risk messing with any of your things.." She turned back to see Charlie take off her jacket, the cybernetic parts of the right arm making the dragon girls eyes light up in wonder and curiosity. "Whoa! That's actually really cool! And tough looking! Is this what you need the equipment for? It's so amazing that you can fix it yourself! I'm such a dummy when it comes to tech. Guess I'm a bit old fashioned."

Kaida didn't want to make her uncomfortable, so she turned away with a blush. "Sorry I ask a lot of questions. Curiosity killed the dragon. I don't mean to make you uncomfortable, if I am. I'm sorry!" She gave a shy smile and her dragon like wings wrapped around her in a comforting manner, something she did when she felt a little out of place and ill at ease.

OOC: Drew up a little reference of Kaida, Clicky!

Rous backed out of another office, coffee in hand, and once again throwing a flirtatious smile and wink to the woman inside. Cigarette time! The only inconvenience was that he had to walk way out into the woods to abuse his lungs, so he hiked to the lake around lunch time every day, usually bringing his food with him.

As he neared the treeline, he stuck a cigarette in his mouth, the end once again lighting itself. It would be another 15 minutes before he hit the lake. First day here and kids were already exploring. Slightly amused at the fact that a hobbit was attending school, he let them be. He wanted to be on his own anyways. He reached the lake, sitting at a picnic table that was sitting on the dock they had built. He sat, watching a heron stalk some fish in the shallows, lighting another cigarette.

Salus' eyes lazily drifted over to his new roommate and waved his first three fingers (Starting at the thumb) once, and said "Yo.". Settled in by the time his new roommate came in, he swung his legs over the frame of the top bunk, making sure not to accidentally kick his new roommate in the face, sprouted small puff wings (A.K.A. Not grown to full size) and jumped off, his compact wings slowing his fall. He then hunched over, his wings drawing back into his shoulder blades, stood straight back up, and opened the door to the dorm and exited, heading out to explore the campus.

(OOC: Gonna come say hello~!)

Kaida, growing more and more uncomfortable by the second, looked to the door. She wasn't totally unpacked, but she felt the need to get out of there, and quickly before she shied away from her roommate even more. "I...think I'm going to go explore. It was nice meeting you, again sorry if I made you uncomfortable..but uhm I'll see you later, right? Bye Charlie!" She called before she bounded out of the room, on her way to have herself an adventure. She didn't make it very far before she tripped over herself and fell face first. Her face really was becoming best friends with this floor. Kaida heard a few snickers from the students on their way outside or to the dorms, so she stood, her face tomato red, and scurried away from there even quicker. She had been watching the floor when she bumped into someone, jumping back immediately and raising her hands in a apologetic manner. "I am so sorry! I didn't mean t-to.." She glanced up, up, up at the person she had so clumsily walked right into, hoping they wouldn't be angry at her, but blushed even more when she realized it was a guy. Kaida wasn't good at talking to boys, unless they were her brothers.

"I'm sorry!" She repeated, covering her face for a moment and becoming more and more flustered. "I-I.."

((Your drawing is adorable! And I'm sending Charlie to the cafeteria so if anyone wants to interact))

Charlie glanced at her roommate, "I can see that." She said to herself. Charlie stretched before turning back to her roommate, "I have enhancements in my legs as well. All my organs are intact." She told the girl before unpacking her clothes next, "Yeah, I'm the only one who knows about my parts better than anyone else." She added. Charlie looked back at the girl as she wrapped her wings around herself. Charlie knew that she was being cold, but it was for her own good. She learned at a young age to not get attached to people because they always would hurt you. Even the ones you were supposed to love and trust. "It takes some time to learn. You have to take apart things and try to put them back together. That's how I learned. It gets easier with practice." She said to her.

"I'll be seeing you." She waved. One she unpacked her things she grabbed her phone and headphones. She was going to explore, maybe go to the cafeteria. Charlie didn't want to go to the woods or lake, she could get her skin wet but if water did leak in her arm or legs would act up and she would feel some pain. It was a very small chance for water to leak in so Charlie didn't worry about it. Her father made sure that she could still do things that she loved-used to love, like swimming. She found a seat by a window and started to fiddle with her phone.

OOC: I hadn't considered the teachers living off campus but now that you've mentioned it it sounds like a good idea :3

BIC: Damian begrudgingly made his way to the reception of the new school his "parents" had made him attend. He'd lost track of how many times he'd had to change schools; he could only stay in one town for so long due to the fact that he never aged physically, the locals would get far too suspicious. But this time it was different. He could stay here for as long as he needed to as it was a school for all things supernatural alike. Grabbing his dorm key and schedule he headed up to the room he'd be sharing with two others, deciding to dump his stuff before looking around his new 'home'.

As he neared his room someone came out the door, obviously having the same idea as Damian. Oh well, guess we'll have to introduce ourselves later.. He cautiously stepped into the room, noting that both his room mates had claimed their beds. He chucked his bag onto the last available bunk and was about to leave when he noticed the other occupant of the room. "Oh, hey. I almost didn't see you there. I'm Damian Light. And you are?"

((also Keane would like you to know that she'll respond to you in a couple days, she's just a little busy at the moment with college work))

After another cigarette, Rous grew bored of the dock. He made his way back to the school, noticing thwt students were still exploring the woods. [I]"Don't go too deep into the woods! The bears will get you!"[/I] He shouted his warning to them, and, not waiting for a reply, walked into the cafeteria.

The cafeteria was quiet, despite new students filling it. They all just sat and kept to themselves, and the silence was driving him nuts. He looked around for something to get them talking, and noticed a grand piano on a little raised stage located off to one side of the room, used for dances and school meeting and the likes. He walked up to it, popped his knuckles, and sat on the stool. He looked around as he quickly and expertly began Augustana's "Boston". He cleared his throat, and smiled. [I]"In the light of the sun....."[/I] He began, noticing the eyes turning towards him, and what little murmer going on cease. He continued the song, his voice loud despite not having a microphone. And even though he was near shouting, his voice didn't crack or sound obnoxious, perfect for his style of singing. He finished the song, and promptly launched into Beethoven's "Für Elise", pleasently surprised that his little performance worked as hoped, and got people talking. Always there to help!

Name: Jouselle Nickname: Jous, Joujou Age: 415 Appearance: Pale thin elf with tall ears and curly black hair. Her eyes glow green. Personality: Sweet and cheerful, narcissistic, very dependent on her magic Nationality: Sin'dorei Dorm: 3 Creature: Elf Crush: Herself Other: Jouselle is from the far away world of Azeroth, a planet constantly immersed in war. Using her magic powers, she's created a portal to Subeta, in hopes of finding a peaceful place to live. To learn about this world, she enrolled in a school. Being a mage for a long time, an academic setting is perfect for her to start in. She loves to fish, dance, and use her magic. She brought her pet, a beautiful blue and purple dragonhawk.

OOC: Yup that's fine hon, Jouselle will fill the last spot of Dorm 3?

OOC: Sounds good, thanks!

IC: In front of the school, a swirling disk appeared in the air. It got bigger and bigger, until it was the size of a person. Soon, a woman hopped through, carrying a bag and a fishing pole. Behind her was a blue and purple flying creature. Once they were safely through, the magical disk shrunk and disappeared.

The woman brushed herself off and looked around. She was a little thing, tall enough but lithe. Pale, with tall thin ears. She wore a long, royal purple dress from the neck down, long sleeves and touched the ground. It was accented with gold glowing jewels. Her eyes glowed bright green too. Overall, she was quite the interesting sight to behold. Even her fishing pole gleamed with gold.

One would expect someone so elegant and regal would act with great decorum, but she gave a broad grin, scooped up her stuff, and ran excitedly to the biggest building to get started. The flying creature, a bird? a lizard? It flew behind her.

"Yay! I'm here!" she cheered as she ran. The blue lizard-bird chirped too.

As Beelze was exploring the campus he wondered how big the place actually was, as it didn't look this big from the outside. It had practically everything a school had, and more. Cafeteria, tons of rooms, dorms, and was that it's own personal forest? As he was walking he saw a small shape heading towards him out of the corner of his eye. He then looked at the small girl that had bumped into him and was now begging for an apology. He rubbed the back of his neck with a sigh, "It's no problem, really." he then moved his hand away from his neck and extended it towards the small dragon girl, "My name's Beelze."

OOC: thanks youuuu <3 BIC: Kaida seemed shocked that the taller male hadn't been upset with her, like she had thought he might have been. She blushed when he offered his hand to shake, examining it before smiling a little and placing her own tiny hand in his. She immediately retracted her hand after shaking his hand, not because she didn't like him or shaking hands, it was more of a shy, nervous reaction. "I-I'm Kaida. You can call me Kai, if you like, I suppose, if you were to ever end up with me bumping into you again." She said with a small laugh, glancing up at- Beezle, he had said? "Is that a nickname or a real name?" She asked with curiosity, finding herself talking too much yet again. "Mm, sorry I get ahead of myself and sometimes talk far too much. Just tell me to stay quiet if I end up being particularly annoying." She said with a sheepish grin, hoping for once that the teeth didn't scare the person she was flashing them at.

Shasta inhaled sharply, taking in the scent of the fresh open air and the pine trees that towered over him. Their scent reminded him of his life back at home in The Shire - wide open spaces, friendly locals, oh how he missed all of that. Sighing, he moved further into the forest ignoring the warning from a passing teacher about bears attacking. There were things a lot worse in the forest that surrounded his old home, not that he'd ever fought anything like the things he'd heard of in the tales he'd been told by his mother.

Having found his way to a fairly large clearing Shasta had now discovered that he was hopelessly lost. Hobbits were good burglars; tracking and leading was a completely different story. He'd just have to wander around and hope that he'd come across a way out..

Ooc: Sorry that was kinda messy, I'm running on about 3 hours sleep OTL

Jouselle's excitement wore off and lazyness started to kick in. She was walking now and her bag was floating along in the air behind her. She found out the biggest building was the cafeteria by the intriguing smells. Her odd lizard bird followed when she went up to the counter.

"Hmm, I'll try that, and that, and that, and this here, oh and that too!" she said to the lunchlady who quickly tried to prepare her meal, eyeing the unusual pet carefully.