[center][b]Rosalyn[/b][/center]

Rosalyn smiled at Bride, waved goodbye to the lower rank clan member, and started leading the way to the dorms. The paper with the room number also had a map to the dorms, so he followed that. Waiting at each door they passed for Bride to open it. He wasn't even phased by the heavy bags he was carrying, but he pretended to be as he went up a flight of stairs. He still didn't know if Bride was part of the magical side or not. It was already weird that he was able to be carrying all these bags by himself.

"So, I know you like plants. What else do you like?" He asked, after a while of silence. They were almost at the dorms which meant they'd be parting for a while. Rosalyn didn't want to leave Bride, he was having so much fun with his new friend. But at the same time he wanted to get settled into his dorm before the party tonight, so he didn't have to worry about it later.

[center][b]Leon[/b][/center]

It was one of those days. One of those days that it took every ounce of willpower and strength he had to drag himself out of bed. It was also his first day back at school in five years. It was already around lunch time and he was just now curled up in the backseat of his parents car on his way. He'd have to make an effort to get himself out of bed on time tomorrow, and every day after that. It was going to be tough for him, but it was better than just staying at home playing video games all day.

Leon was curled up against the door of the car, watching the scenery as it went past. It didn't show on his face, but he was excited to finally be doing something out of the house again. He had already gotten a note from his doctors saying that he absolutely couldn't do P.E. and it had already been given to the teachers. He hated being treated differently, but he didn't have much of a choice. His body simply couldn't handle much in the way of physical activity.

The car pulled into the parking lot and his parents wouldn't let him leave until they made sure he had all his medicine with him. He actually had to take it all out of his backpack and show them that he had it. He had been doing this for five years, he wasn't going to forget it. Finally they let him leave and he got out of the car. They waved at him as they left, obviously worried about their dying son. At least, he would die if they didn't get the money for his cure.

Leon pulled his jacket closer to himself and a deep breath, he was more than ready for this. He wandered inside to just explore for a little while. There was a very colorful group of people blocking his way. It seemed that two of them were about to get in a fight, a punk rocker girl and a creepy looking guy. Leon sighed and attempted to move around the group without getting involved. He was already running out of energy and he hadn't even been walking for that long.