[CENTER][B]Liam Fleming
Sapphire room >>> entrance to dorm[/B][/CENTER]

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.