He licked it off quickly, trying to forget how weird it was to be doing. Within moments he felt so much more alive. He could feel his energy returning... without a mirror he still knew he looked better. He saw his reflection in his Eirik's sunglasses. He looked fully recovered.
Outfit Not Found He smiled. "Thank you." A slightly manic laugh at the oddness of what he'd done..."guess you're me blood bank." Come on, lets go back inside. He reentered and sat back down. Smiling and fully awake and aware.

Eirik was very happy that his blood seemed to have helped Magnus. He would not dwell on how good it felt every time someone fed from him...and he shook his head, scattering the feeling. He followed Magnus back inside, and returned to his seat.

Eirik smiled as he sat back down. "Hello again, ladies, sorry for my abrupt departure." Yes, this would definitely keep his mind off things. Talking to women always did.

Magnus went back to drawing and took a couple of bites of food. He looked a lot more relaxed. But drinking someone's blood to heal still seemed so--wrong. He wasn't a vampire and the vampire in question was a friend, a blood brother quiet literally as well as a fathery figure--given that Eirik had claimed Magnus as a ward. It was so very confusing.

Eirik seemed to be trying to converse which was good, he needed some people skills. So Magnus drew--waiting for conversation he could partake of. The shark now had a severed leg popping out from his mouth.

((I tried to post yesterday and my computer crashed. I then went home and went to bed like an old lady. MS makes you 90. XD ))

Vivian sat quietly in her seat, nibbling occasionally at treats to be polite, often feeding them to Stavia, who was a greedy little thing. What she was most interested in, however, were the exchanges between the vampires and the werewolf. Eirik, in particular, caught her eye as being....hmmmm...perhaps the most Slytherin of the group, although Ariette's knowledge of runes was obviously quite formidable and she seemed as though she came from peerage. Viv tapped a manicured fingernail gently against the side of her glass in thought. The werewolf boy seemed rather innocent and not of peerage; he would not be someone she was allowed to cultivate. The vampires, however, could be exactly the sort of contacts she was supposed to be making. She wondered if there were records of vampiric lineages in the library here, or if she would have to wait for another dreaded visit "home" before getting the necessary information.

She watched as the werewolf and Eirik left the room and then came back, with the wolf boy looking physically improved. Rather drastically. How interesting, she thought to herself. What a curious relationship. I should wonder how dear Eirik is to Magnus.

She made sure, as Eirik entered the room again, to make deliberate eye-contact with him and dip her head in a courteous nod of acknowledgement and greeting. Manners, always.

Eirik had noticed the finely dressed woman who nodded to him in greeting as being a new member of his house. He nodded politely before he sat down.

So many new faces, he thought. Did they all come over the shifting weekend..? He knew he had been absent from his dorm most of the time, but...well, focus. Focus on the now, and the women before you.

Magnus nodded at Vivian. He was aware of the remarkable recovery and knew people had to be wondering. He sighed visibly. Maybe he should have just left?

Viv leaned forward slightly in her seat. She smiled gently into Eirik's eyes. "Pardon me, I'm simply curious, but would you mind terribly imparting the significance of your pendant? It's rather unique to me, I fear, if you will excuse my dreadful ignorance. If it is too private to share here with an unknown such as myself I understand, of course." She set down her glass on the small table beside her and curled her hands over Stavia, stroking the glittering snowy fur absently.

Eirik paused. " I think I need something to drink, can I bring you two anything..?" He waited to get their order, and nudged Magnus() as he got up. "Chat please..?" he whispered, and continued up to the Durmstrang table.

He was pointedly not looking at the well dressed woman () when he walked.

[img align=left]https://i.imgur.com/4kHj7oR.png[/img] Poppy had left for the ladies' room. She was delighted by the appearance of Fade () and Eirik (), the greatly improved condition of Magnus (), and her arrival back just in time for Emmett's () lecture about Durmstrang. Poppy slipped into the nearest armchair and listened. Durmstrang sounded like a place that cultivated very strong people. She wasn't surprised about the special emphasis against the Dark Arts there considering the terrors in its history.

"Emmett, does the school make use of its location for class and play? Are the students ever out in the snow? Do they use their lake more than we use ours?"

"I'll 'elp you carry everything," Magnus said getting the request to follow. He slid over to the table with the yummy waffles... as he waved to Poppy.

Eirik noticed ( ) Poppy slip back and and nodded to her as she sat down. He was grateful for Magnus's help. "Ok, " he whispered. "I know that well dressed girl over there -dont look at her- is in my house, but..there is something really off with her. I don't smell anything weird, but...do you feel it to...? You were here before me, do you know who she is..? What she is about..?"

Eirik kept his face neutral as he got the ladies drinks and handed them to Magnus to carry. Then he retrieved some more glogg for himself.

He shrugged. "I thought she were a vampire or something... she seems different... off. But," he admitted, "because o' ow weak I was, I couldn't really tell, ya know?"

Eirik nodded slightly. "I don't know, " he whispered, " but I don't like the way she looked at me. She just feels...sinister. Gods, " he whispered, with a hushed laugh, " am I getting paranoid..."

Then he smiled at Magnus and nodded, then started to head back to their seats. "Thank you so much, Magnus" he said in a normal hushed volume, "for helping me to carry these."

"As Paul would say, its not parionia if everyone is out to get you." "No problemo. Gotta get the refreshments for these lovely ladies."

Eirik chuckled at Magnus's comment. "So very true."

Vivian simply kept her smile even and continued to pet Stavia. Inwardly, she sighed. She hated these stupid games. They were necessary and she would play them better than her grandparents but she wanted to go home, REALLY home, to the Grampians. She hated this school with all the loud, noisy children and she hated the people and house elves who spied on her for her grandparents so she could never relax. Now she had to try and charm people who had the skills she needed who would be allowed near her and not sent away or disappeared like the others.

She had learned that lesson very well, indeed.

Vivian wondered idly why the Ashworths hadn't sent her to Durmstrang. She knew they were an old, proud line of Slytherins, but...come on, Durmstrang was right up their sinister alley. The lecture had made it seem like they would have fit right in. How none of them had ever been caught up in the whole Death Eater crowd still puzzled her. It seemed like their kind of crowd, except maybe for the public carrying on and the skulduggery. Ashworths didn't get their hands dirty. Vivian refrained from rolling her eyes at the thought, but just barely.

Stavia, of course, chose that moment to make a new friend, regardless of propriety. Scurrying up Viv's shoulder, the stoat then ran along the back of her chair, leapt to another, darted to the floor, hurried to and fro until she reached Magnus' feet, clawed her way up his pants, circled his waist, and perched on his shoulder, snuffling his hair.

"Stavia! Really!" Vivian brought her hand to her mouth in shock. Now she would be a spectacle!

((OOC: I go to one class and you guys manage to get so much RPing done!))

Sauvage noticed a feisty blur of white fur dart across her peripheral vision; she followed it and watched as it scampered up Magnus, twisting around his limbs.

"Look out!" She yelled, unhelpfully.

Sauvage jumped forward to help with the drinks to make sure Magnus didn't drop them after such an abrupt "attack" on his person.

Rather than freak out Magnus was very calm and giggled as he was climbed. When the little tyke was within reach he petted the critter and cooed to it. "Well ain't you a friendly little thing. So cute."

((ooc - I'm not sure really sure. I haven't heard a lot of good stuff on China safety either and my cousin's daughter is adopted from there. Plus, I'm leaning more towards a place that speaks English. I'm also leaning more towards the Museum Studies because it seems more practical for me ))

Millie got off the table and went to Emmett. "You did a good job" she told him while he was cutting into the ring cake. Emmett cut two slices and handed one to Millie. "You almost ready to talk about Ilvermorny?" he asked. "Just about" she said. "I'll let everyone socialize a little longer"

Just as Emmett was about to bite into his cake, Poppy () asked him a question. "Ve have different sports teams. Zere's a ice hockey team but I don't play. I'd probably hurt myself. Ve also offer a side class in Mermish so zat ve can have zem as allies. Ve discuss zem und other water creatures a lot in our Care of Magical Creatures class. Zere's also an ice fishing club, vich is how ve get our fish. I don't fish vith zem because it's too cold to go and zit on zee ice for hours. Ve don't really swim in it because it's frozen most of zee time. Und it's our main vay to travel long distances."

Sauvage stopped short, now feeling ridiculous that she made such a scene. Magnus was quite amazing. If it had been her, she probably would have spilled all the drinks all of her and the people surrounding. She tried to act casual as she slowed her initial running spurt into a wandering walk and asked Magnus, "So, um, eez one of dose drinks for me? Eef not, eet eez okay. I can grab my own." Her stupid accent was coming off a bit strong due to her initial scare. She hated that it was such a tell-tale sign of her nerves when her accent came out thick. She tried to ignore it, but felt her face get warm as the blush spread across her cheeks.