Evelyn - O.o;.... "Uhh....kid?" Remember that movie about the creepy, possessed porcelain doll that seemed to walk around on its own and slit people's throats at night while they slept? Well, that was kinda the situation Evelyn felt she was in right now, blinking her eyes a bit awkwardly at the tiny girl standing in front of her, that same damn creepy blank stare of hers gleaming back into the normal-goth's blood red eyes, sending quite a chill through Ev's spine. "You...uh...you okay? Hello?" Taking her knuckles, she rapped on the weirdo's head a couple of times. Well there was still a brain in there, but the damn thing was probably on sleep mode or something. "Uhh Lisa? You have any fucking idea who-?" Ev turned from the girl to ask the bookworm just who the hell this creepy kid was, but...wah? Where...where was she? She was just sitting right by Ev...not a minute ago! "Lis? Lisa? Where the fuck are you?" Ugh....really?. Perfect time to be up and left, Ev thought with a thick scowl across her face and a bitter sigh escaping her. Tan fucking fastic.... And what a surprise the moment she turned her back on this...whatever the fuck it was...she wasn't run through with a butcher knife brutally disemboweling her then slicing across her throat...with only the twisted childish giggles of the demon doll to haunt her unto her bloody...horrific death. "Alrighty then..." Ev turned back to the girl(Saya). "Well...looks like you don't need any help so uh...yeah. Go...shoo...like..right now. Seriously kid, get the fuck outta here." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Rebecca - Re-educate This One As she tried to wave the little....seriously what the hell was she? away... there was a bout of laughter behind her, a haughty sort of giggle that could only come from a personality of the utmost sophistication and elegance, a person who from every pore of her body emanated such an extravagant and lavish air. That very person indeed was standing behind Evelyn, her hand resting softly upon her chin as a playful, and rather lascivious smirk crossed her decadent, luscious lips, those very lips parting to speak with a smooth, seductive, yet friendly, cheerful tone, ~"Good heavens you brute. Must you speak so ill of this adorable little beauty?"~ Her eyes widening, Evelyn nearly jumped twenty feet when she heard the voice taking her by surprise, but rather, she slowly turned...her scowl now more of an awkward expression...of bewilderment. "Err...who the fuck are you?" This woman just appeared from nowhere too, like she just instantly materialized behind Evelyn just to spook her a little...how cheeky of the bitch. The red haired woman's eyes...they were similar to Ev's, red, but not an intimidating red like the fires of Hell's gate, no...these were more subtle, a bit rosy and inviting, unlike Ev's that sent most girls screaming away from her. What misfortune to her those very eyes were glancing down on her, flashing dangerously. ~"Is that any way for a proper lady to speak, my dear?"~ Again she went scolding Evelyn for her foul language, a vulgar vocabulary she would be more than obliged to spill all over this snooty bitch, whoever the hell she was. ~"Hmph! Honestly, I hope they do teach you better manners here, you uncivilized cretin. Now stand aside."~ As if Ev weighed nothing, the woman pushed her to the side, the girl stumbling backwards a little in absolute befuddlement. What just happened? O.O Kneeling to the other girl's(Saya's) side, the young woman smiled brightly and warmly to her, her hand reaching to caress the little girl's cheek. ~"Are you okay, sweetie?"~ She cooed softly petting the girl's cheek and smiling to her all the more, all the while....Ah yes, my first...dare I say victim? No, my first little darling, oh and what a cutie she is. Ehehehe..I think I'm going to enjoy this school. ~"Awww..you poor thing. Was this little ragamuffin mean to you?"~ "Ragamuffin?!" Evelyn snapped bitterly, already on her feet and in the face of the red haired woman. "Bitch! The fuck you talking about? I ain't no fucking- ACK!!" But what a shock it came to Ev when...ever so swiftly and ever so violently the woman turned and...backhanded her hard across the face!! And what a hit it was for a woman of her stature! It nearly knocked the girl out cold. Her cheek, it throbbed painfully and...she was pretty sure the damn thing was glowing red in the night. The woman scowled at her rubbing her hand vigorously and angrily where it made contact with Evelyn's face, a hiss of warning to the punk, ~"I will have no more of that harsh language around this sweet darling. Do you hear me, cretin?"~ Evelyn...as much as she was blazing with rage on the inside, every inch of her wanting to get some killing done, she merely nodded with wide eyes rubbing at her seared cheek. ~"Good."~ Replied the psycho bitch curtly before she returned to the creepy doll girl, almost immediately her attitude reverting from that cold glare...to that cheerful smile of hers, ~"Now then, would you like to come with me, sweetheart? Away from that dimwitted buffoon?"~ Hehehehehe...surely you do, my sweet. Why not be with a girl as charming as me than...with that loathsome idiot over there?

Lisa "Excuse me," Lisa said in a hard tone, her hand reaching out from the shadows to take the woman's wrist in a vicelike grip. "I would appreciate it if you wouldn't insult my friend. I would doubly appreciate it if you wouldn't strike her either." As she spoke, she stepped out of the shadow, becoming completely visible, and tightened her grip. Lisa was surprisingly strong for a girl her size, her grip was like iron and hard enough to start cutting off bloodflow. As she spoke, her words seemed laced with an undertone that Ev and the girl she was speaking to would find particularly compelling. "Now, are you going to apologize or not?"

Lots of things happened instantly. Saya never heard of the word "f-ck" before. As if to memorize the word as hard as she could, she innocently replayed the word over and over again in her head. F-ck, f-ck, f-ck, she thought, wondering what the word meant. She heard Duatos say strange words like "freak" and "sofa-king," but never did she hear the word "f-ck." A strange little word. It sounded like a particularly straightforward word. And Saya did not know how to give out f-cks like the cigarette person did. Instead, she wanted to give out a potato chip to make the person feel better. Saya then saw a woman appear out of nowhere! It was magic in her eyes, and probably magic to many other people, including the cigarette woman. In fact, the cigarette woman apparently gave a "f-ck." --- Influence: -1 --- The dark-haired girl tilted her head ever-so-slightly, her frail body still clutching onto her chips and doll. The woman who appeared out of somewhere touched her cheek. But then... But when Cigarette shouted at the person touching Saya with many f-cks to give, the woman suddenly slapped Cigarette! Saya felt nervous. She heard from Papa that slapping people was bad, all the while being slapped by a blonde angel that called him an "old hag." Saya knew Duatos learned lots of things about people, so she believed in his words. So when Saya saw the strange woman slap Cigarette, she felt a little scared. Saya held onto her doll and chips as she slightly backed off. She began to feel fear. Thankfully, the person who had disappeared earlier came back, but now she looked like she was going to hurt the woman who slapped Cigarette. Her blank look was ever-so-slightly contorted, her lip quivering a few times. Perhaps she needed to stay in her dorm...?

Iyo looked at the man with a small bit of wonder. His name was really weird and unique...and almost sounded like someone in an anime. "Pretty cool name you got thee -munches- So what you think of Orean? -munches- It's a nice school, lots of friendly people!!" He age a cheeky smile as he finished the bowl of chips. Iyo then heard the music grew louder, he smiled as he slowly danced to the beat. "Hehehe, you like dancing?" He asked Rana[deathedge] showing his happy attitude with dancing.

The white-haired man raised an eyebrow at the boy who talked to him, only to find the boy... dancing a little. He could not help but smirk at the bright boy's motions. No, he was not thinking about whether Iyo was destined to become some sort of MLG dancer or something; the sight of Iyo dancing just made him feel... funny. Sort of like how those certain cat videos made millions of random people laugh like crazy and watch them over and over again. His smirk failing to leave his face, Deathedge muttered, "Well, I guess this is a decent school. Better than the last one I went to, for sure..." His hands in his pockets and his back against the wall, he then told Iyo, "On another note, I am horrible at dancing. Adrenaline makes me stumble a lot. I guess it'd be nice if I could know some flashy moves, though..." With that said, the white-haired man watched the boy dance. He found it surprisingly easy to smile. Perhaps it was because he felt like sh-t? Deathedge decided that he should feel like sh-t more often to smile more often- Nononononono, actually, that's stupid. I'm never doing that. That's just going to make my "edge" situation even worse.

Evelyn and Rebecca - Awkward.... "Now look what you fucking did you psycho bitch!" Evelyn groaned still rubbing her cheek, still stinging from the woman's fierce backhanding, but still defiant as ever, the girl resumed staining her lips and polluting the air with her careless cursing and ranting loudly, "Ya scared her! Not that I really give a shit." True, she didn't really care much, cause at least that creepo decided to back off, but then again...there was that part of Evelyn, miniscule though, that felt sorry for the little girl having to see that...not to mention being spared having to see the worst of the dark haired teen. ~"Well if you would've just acted a bit more sincere to the poor darling, I wouldn't have to strike you, and I told you to stop cursing! Do I have to hit you again?"~ Rebecca returned fire with her own sharp tongue, albeit keeping hers clean and classy through the verbal onslaught. Evelyn however, she was about through with words, as evident by her cracking her knuckles...her blood filled eyes glaring a vicious crimson, "Do it bitch, and I'll rip your fucking head off right in front of her." She snarled, her voice deep and sounding rather inhuman. Twas obvious she was far from normal, but to display such malice, such ferocity outright....instead of frighten the woman...it intrigued her a little, What fire she has, this one? Such a bloodlust and guile to spout such ill threats towards me. Of course, she is not aware of what I'm truly capable of...but unlike this beast of the Abyss, I'd rather not expose that girl to any more violence. She smirked giggling to herself and batting her eyelashes towards Ev, "But of course you would, my dear. How else does an uncivilized brute solve her problems, but with violence...with bloodshed. You fascinate me so, mysterious creature, but....there is the still the matter of that dirty lip."~ Once more she reared back her hand and sent it forth with the fury of a maelstrom screaming towards Evelyn, but in that mere second before Ev anticipated to feel the sharp pain spike through her cheek already scorched by the woman's previous backlash....Rebecca's hand was seized by....by....Lisa?! Her words, simple, well spoken...and yet...so full of ill will towards Rebecca, not just to Rebecca's ears but to...Evelyn's as well they sounded so harsh, so vile. The two froze in their stares, both with eyes completely dilated and glistening with absolute terror at the girl's words, and worse...try as Rebecca may to pry her hand loose, Lisa's grasp...it was like the jaws of a hell-hound clenching down upon her frail wrist. ~"Y-yes of course, my dear."~ Rebecca stammered a little frightened. Once her wrist was freed from the girl's iron grasp, she rubbed of it tenderly and then turned to Evelyn...unfortunately still glaring daggers at her, ~"Forgive me for my brash behavior, darling, but...someone needed to put you in your place."~ Ev was already thinking one thing only....beat the living shit out of this snooty broad, but...after that little altercation with Lisa...she was kinda thinking otherwise... Yeah...don't know what that was about but....yeah I'm a little freaked. "Alright, whatever. You made your apology ya skank. Now get lost." The daggers returned, Rebecca merely cut her eyes at Evelyn and shook her head in dismay, turning her nose up at the girl and storming off, but not before making sure the..other girl(Saya) was okay, ~"Do you still wish to come with me, my little flower? It's much safer, I assure you darling."~

The boy sure was quick on his feet, trying to get away from the crowd. Who could blame him though? Kat had come in a bit strongly and not to say anything about the rude boy. Okay, yes, maybe cornering him was pretty much her fault. Well, she was just trying to get into the conversation without feeling awkward, but it seems she just made scared the boy off. Well, she couldn't stand him behaving like a princess. She could see what Lance wanted, for the other girl and her to leave, most probably. Just what she needed. "Fine, I'm out of here then. If I ever pass by and get your StreetPass, I'll be sure to erase it at once, since it seems you are not up for it." She said, turning around and starting to walk away. She sighed with exhasperation. Well, now what? The only guy that seemed like she could make some actual conversation with had shut her down before they even got into talking. The introverted type? Not interested, definitely not. She walked away, moving her lollipop inside her mouth. Maybe she should go to her room and get her own 3DS? She wasn't one for dancing, and everything else seemed boring. She had no one to talk to and she was a bit upset after what happened with that Leon guy. She lastly decided to lean on a wall with her earphones on to watch people dance and talking between each other. Maybe she would be able to find someone she could actually hold a conversation with. It seemed the girl joining their dance wasn't a fan of grandiose words just like him. Well, he could speak like a lowly commoner too, even though he didn't find it as charming. "Fine, if you prefer that. Not that we actually need to speak right now." Drew said, following the pace of Disc the best he could. When he saw his roommate coming into the dance floor, a big grin came to his face. Those moves. Those hips. Definitely something worthy of praise. "Oh, roomie! I don't mind, in fact, it is like a gift coming from destiny itself! I hope you do not mind the way I talk as much." He said, still grinning all the while. And then, someone ruined his rhythm. He would have gotten a bit mad, since he had gotten the hang of it so well, but then, he looked at the girl resting on his chest, and he felt something piercing his chest. "From which paradise did this cute creature come from!? Am I blessed?! Or is destiny making me play on its hand like a mere puppet!? No, it's not the time for that!" He took a deep breath and calmed himself down. "Do not be sorry, in fact, if it isn't preposterous of me to ask, are you hurt, my sweet lady? Would you like to sit down?" He said. In fact, he could feel himself turning into the dashing protagonist of a shoujo manga. He even felt some flowers growing around him. The dance had gone to the second plate, his mind was now focused in this cute girl. "He... hehe.... hehehehe.... HEHEHEHE!" Angela started laughing in an exaggerated way. It was easy. Way too easy. Getting this boy to pay the price for a contract with her... Way too easy. "Just so you know, boy.... I am a demon. Anything you ask me to do comes with a price. A price you have to pay before anything else can be done...." She laughed a bit more until she finally calmed down, before looking at the boy, about to ask for the price needed for her services. "The price is..... A SINCERE THANK YOU! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!"...... The lame excuse of a demon then proceeded to take the alcohol bottle away from him. Still she didn't know what to do with it. "So, um, what did you want to do with this? In hands of a responsible adult it is no problem now." She said, taking a long look at the bottle. Not something she would know about, given that she doesn't drink anything but wine.

Free "Look, it's simple, and I'm tired of waiting." Free said from behind, taking the bottle from the strange woman. She poured the contents into the bowl as quickly as she could and hid the bottle in her jacket. "It doesn't work if people know you're doing it," She said, "And you're drawing attention." She stirred the punch bowl and ladled some into her cup. Taking a drink, she paused and nodded once. "Passable, but next time bring something to cover it up too." Lisa Lisa turned to Ev after the cruel woman turned away, placing her hand gently over the red mark on her cheek. "Are you alright? I'm sorry I didn't step in sooner." She examined the handprint and sighed. "It doesn't look like it'll last long, but it'll probably sting for hours."

The dark-haired girl stared at the woman who slapped Cigarette. Saya's eyes were a little wider than usual. Still nervous, the girl decided not to follow the person. Papa told her not to follow strangers, though he was stopped by Sister when he tried to explain what someone could do to Saya. Also, she just wanted to take a quick peek at the cigarette and Cigarette before quietly returning back to her dormitory. She softly shook her head, holding onto her belongings closely to herself.

Evelyn - Bitchslapped and Godsmacked She winced a tad at the hand resting gently on her cheek, a bit warm even after the scornful bitch left her and Lisa to their own devices this evening. However...maybe that wasn't from Rebecca flat out cold-conking her. It could've been the fact there was...another girl...a cute girl...who was touching her cheek. "Meh...I've been slapped around worse." Gruffly Ev sighed closing her eyes. She...kinda liked the feeling of Lisa's hand, soft...smooth almost, as if her cheek was being brushed lightly by a fluffy white feather. "So...what was up with that. Lis? That was...I mean it was kinda cool, but..heh, never thought you had it in you, girl." A bit halfhearted she chuckled. "Man, that bitch looked like she was gonna piss herself when you grabbed her. Nice one." But then again...Ev was pretty much as scared as Rebecca, surprised she wasn't the one pissing herself. Pretty sure she ain't normal, but...fuck it. Some call it freak, I call it unique. But...whoa...wait a minute! She...she touched me and...I couldn't....yeah that's never happened before. How...how come I can't read her mind? ----------------------------------------------------------------- Rebecca - Hook, Line, and Sinker When the little girl refused her, Rebecca's smile faded a tad, her eyes darkening with disappointment. ~"Awww...well...I do hope we see each other again, my sweet."~ Leaning closer to the girl, Rebecca smiled invitingly and with a gentle touch of her lips to Saya's forehead, she left a tender, lingering kiss upon the young beauty and petted her cheek once more. ~"Perhaps you and I could be dorm-mates. How delightful that would be, wouldn't it? Ah...but I shouldn't be too excited. Perchance fate...has something else in store for the two of us."~ With one more lingering of her lips, she sighed blissfully and bid the cutie ado, ~"I must be off now, but I do hope to see you again, my darling. Ta-ta."~ With a giggle she turned and sauntered away into the night, making her way into the building, her ears catching the commotion from the door down the hallway. Nudging it open, she soon found herself blind-sided amidst the flickering bright lights and the....distasteful racket these mortals considered music, Ugh! Bach would but writhe in his sepulcher if such disturbing raucous was to raise him from the dead. The woman grimaced, her face curling rather nastily and her hands feverishly reaching for her ears to block out that infernal noise. In all my years, I have never thought humanity would stoop so low....but here I see...or rather hear before me...the damning evidence of idiocy. Nevertheless, she had to force herself into the room against her will, already the woman wishing she was in her dorm, listing to the tender melodies of the old masters, Beethoven, Chopin, Mozart, Wagner, ah but forced she was indeed to endure such....such a crime against music...not to mention having to witness the buffoons writhing and wrenching like madmen to the horrid sound. She kept her distance from the idiots, crossing her arms and scowling bitterly as it assaulted her tender eardrums, surprised blood wasn't spewing from them yet, but as she awaited the torment to end, her eyes scanned about the room for....potential. Hmmm...mostly men here, though their blood suffices for an evening snack. She sighed, but wait...what was this. Why hello...what have we here? It was in that instant her eyes latched onto the lovely sight, two of them to be exact. The short, blue haired one, she was absolutely ravishing to Rebecca's lustful eyes gleaming brightly, oh and there was the other little cutie, a sort of ...feline sense Rebecca got from her. How she'd love to have that one cuddled close to her. Maybe she was hiding an adorable set of ears and a tail to match too. If that was the case, then certainly the woman had died and traversed unto her own decadent paradise. Aaah...so many adorable girls. I just can't wait to sink my teeth into them. Their blood...I can only imagine it tastes as sweet as they are, as the nectar of a precious lily. Oh...they shall be mine. In seconds, the woman's eyes glowed softly, and towards their ears, unbeknownst to any in the room, she whispered to them..without even having to part her lips. Come to me my darlings. Let go of your inhibitions and follow my voice...follow me...and fall lovingly into my arms awaiting you.... If all had gone well, then Rebecca would be starting the year off on a perfect foot.

Rosalyn giggled at his room mate's antics. Time to mess with the pervert. "Oh I don't mind at all. In fact, I think its unique and cute!" Half is it was actually true, it was a pretty unique way of speaking. Though it was more creepy than cute. But hey, what did he have to lose? Bride did have something to lose. The girl crashed into Drew's chest and the pervert immediately starting hitting on her. So Rosalyn acted. He quickly, but gently, pulled Bride off of Drew and placed himself between the two, facing Bride. He may have also stuck out his ass a little bit to tease the pervert. Sure he didn't have much in the way of chest, for obvious reasons. But his lower half was where it was at. "Are you okay Bride? Do you want to take a break from dancing?" If the girl did, Rosalyn would probably continue for at least a little longer. He was having so much fun dancing, regardless of the weird group he was with. But then again, he was a guy, who looked like a girl and dressed in girl's clothing. He kind of fit in with the weirdos pretty well. Leon suddenly found himself cornered by the guy who was holding the 3DS (Lance) and Victorique was holding onto his sleeve again. He did not like being trapped like this one bit. His fight or flight instincts were kicking in and telling him to fight. But with a body like his, unfortunately neither one was an option. "It's nothing you did." He said gently to Victorique. "I just don't like being cornered like this." The small girl seemed to be leaving at least, after possibly deciding that he wasn't a good target. He didn't find himself bullied very often because he either fought back, mostly with words, or he just didn't care. He was worried about Victorique either, who just seemed to be a very sheltered girl and genuinely curious. It was the other guy that had him concerned. Because the minute he mentioned leaving, the guy was on him. Very suspicious. "Perhaps I don't want to be friends with someone who starts conversations by insulting people's likes and then cornering them when they try to leave." He said in a nice, even tone. He wanted to continue but was once again struck by a dizzy spell, yet another side effect of his disease. His eyes unfocused and legs went weak, he was suddenly grateful for the wall behind him to lean again. He closed his eyes for a moment to attempt to stop the world from spinning.

Bride blushed again as the guy he fell on said some really odd yet he had to admit it pretty romantic words. He never thought of the guy as a pervert really. It made his heart flutter a bit, maybe because it been a while since anyone actually said those words to him. “O-h th-thank you…I am a-alright…your words are quite n-nice and sweet” He blushed again, his felt so warm almost like he was on fire. This heart fluttering feeling, he felt so hopeless being such a hopeless romantic. Then Rosa lightly pulled him away from the guy and put herself between them. He wondered why but she must be worried for him, he did fall…. “I am alright Rosa, I am just not used to dancing…” Bride admitted it; maybe he wasn’t really good at it from the start. Brie could only smile and giggle very cutely he was really having fun. This was the very first party he ever had fun at. “You are a nice dancer Rosa!” How she moved was really nice and graceful, he wished he had that grace. “I guess I am not good at it though…” He sighed then looked at the punch bowl; he was getting a bit thirsty. “I am going to get a drink, you can continue to have fun Rosa. I will be back.” Bride nodded his head; maybe a drink would help him get his head together. He then looked at the guy he fell on [Drew] and sort of blushed. “Um would you like to come with me?” he had to admit it, with those words….he got sort of a crush on him. Hana looked at the Angela the weird teacher. Seriously weird and loony, talking about being a demon and stuff like she was drunk. “….uuuhhh….” he stepped back a lot trying to give lots of distance to the teacher. She is quite…eccentric though he had to give it that but then she took alcohol and laughed like an idiot. “What the!? Seriously! It’s a surprise don’t wave it like its no ones business!!” It was funny for a delinquent student to tell of a teach about alcohol….should be the other way around. Hana sighed; this teacher as he heard from his other Yankees is quite… the nut ball. Even for him he had to admit that she was a complete bunker. “Eh, gonna spike the punch bowl of course its traditions to do that…. gets the party started!!” Hana gave a cheery smile, the real party starts with a little bit of alcohol. It won’t hurt anyone and there are people who can handle it. He knew his brother though wouldn’t, Iyo would go all stripper and remove his clothes and not remember anything after….it makes a great black mail really. “Do you have any other ideas for that?”

A crimson-haired man walked into the school gates. He was late again. Not that anyone could say anything about that, though. He was not teaching any classes, so none of the facility members could have said anything against him not showing up, either. In fact, the crimson warrior came to the school for the sake of getting used to his job. Time had passed by slowly for the man known as Shezmu. He killed time- and occasionally, people- in the strangest of ways. He lived with the wonder of his unavoidable fate of being tossed aside as soon as his purpose was fulfilled. He wore clothes unfitting of a teacher, but he could retort that some of the students needed to dress up in a less revealing manner. A yawn left him before a lazy smirk formed on his face. His hands in his pockets, the crimson man entered the school grounds. A cyan-haired woman huffed as she repeatedly leapt over a jump rope. She did not seem to sweat that much, despite how long she had been exercising without a proper rest. So far, life at Orean seemed interesting, though not quite at the "fun" level yet. She needed to get along with people if she wanted to do things other than rolling around with random game consoles in her hands. The woman was confident that she would get along with people, however, due to her optimistic nature. Uttering words from her native language, she continued to count numbers, consistently jumping over the rope she held onto for quite a while. Saya flinched when her cheek was kissed. Ilvya and several motherly people did that to her, so the familiar feeling of warmth made her feel a little better. She still, however, hoped that the woman would not hurt other people like she did to Cigarette. Slapping people was bad according to Papa. Squirming on her feet, the girl awkwardly stood as the woman bid her farewell. When the woman had departed, Saya glanced up at Cigarette. She then, still cautious of the f-cks Cigarette had to give, slowly tip-toed up to the dark-haired woman. After the distance between them was closed more than before, Saya took out a potato chip and held it to Cigarette's direction. She would also attempt to give a chip to the other person (Lisa) that appeared at a good time. Her face remained blank, though her lips were softly pursed.

Victorique looked up to Leon again her eyes were a little teary while she looked up again Really? I didn't do bad? She said staring into Leon his eyes in the most innocent and sad way there possible was. She startled Leon for a moment while she was thinking about how to reply to the next thing he said to her I guess i'm a bit to pushy around you and the others aren't that helpful either She placed both her hands on her lap and wiggled a little bit around while talking out of embarrassment I'll try to hold myself in a little and hopefully this man can do to. She gently smiled looking at the other boy near them and turned to Leon again noticing it wasn't alright between the both of them just yet. After a short moment she got in between them looking at the other boy with a somewhat more serious look Can you leave him alone please Her arms widened trying to make herself wider for him not to pass through, separating the two of them. Her height didn't help that much separating the two either, Leon could just look over her without any difficulties. Suddenly she heard something happening behind her and immediately turned around dropping her guard for the other boy. To her surprise she saw Leon leaning against the walls and it made her nothing more than a little worried of what was happening all of the sudden. She was sure the boy didn't do anything to him, but what could it have been else? Someone around them maybe. She hastily looked around her while talking to Leon Leon? Are you alright? I'll get you. She moved to the side against the wall and duck under his arm to support him so he could stand up again. She looked up to him from under his arm, still struggling to hold him upright she started talkingWhat happened? After she had asked if Leon was alright and all the others she went silent out of nowhere ignoring anything around her what was asked and said to her not giving any attention to it. Her mind went blank and she could smell a incredible good smell of perfume that wasn't there till a moment ago. She started sniffing the air around her as her eyes went a little lazy. The music went silent. A single voice could be heard over all the sound of the music and talking. She looked around her for the person calling out to her and suddenly found a transparent red rope floating through the air that had the same kind of smell as the perfume. Her mouth opened up a little while she already took a step forward. It felt like an angel was calling out to her from the distance. She slowly started walking leaving Leon on his own, only some small muttering still close by the two could be heard from her I need to go She muttered with her eyes half dropping closed. Her mind felt drowsy but she didn't feel tired at all herself What is this feeling It almost seemed like her feet were moving on their own as she walked after the transparent red rope letting go of Leon in the meantime. At the end she found a beautiful girl in dressed in red, no she didn't look like a girl that much, more like a beautiful woman! She slowly slacked towards the woman with her eyes still dropped half closed. Soon Victorique was standing in front of the beautiful woman. She stopped with walking and returned to the real world out of nowhere. She looked around her with a sudden shock trying to figure out where Leon did suddenly go and where she was at now. Her sensitive ears hurted a little standing some more towards the music now. She covered her ears with her hands and noticed the woman in front of her, first of startling at her and after a minute of realizing what was happening she turned a gentle smile to the girl angling her head slightly with her eyes closed. She looked at the woman once again and felt a sudden urge to hug her. She letted go of her ears and started wrapping her arms around the girls body while she snuggled close to the girl her chest, giggling like a little child Hehe Hi~ sis obviously it wasn't her sister but she felt like a sister figure.

Rebecca - Sis? Yes...come to me. You're getting ever closer my sweet hehehehe|e... Oh what joy the vampire-maiden felt seeing her first target shambling and shuffling closer and closer to her from across the room. A soft smirk curled Rebecca's lips as the young girl made her way over, lulled all the more by her alluring charms, as the woman could tell by that longing glimmer in the girl's adorable eyes, such adorable features all around actually, her cute round face, her pixie-like auburn hair Rebecca couldn't wait to run her fingers through...but...there was also the matter of what this girl...possessed... Blood, sweet, delicious blood. Once the girl was to her side, Rebecca relinquished her ethereal grasp upon the girl's will. It wasn't fair just to hypnotize the poor soul into serving her for all eternity...though that prospect sounded indeed promising to Becky. Oooh what a catch I've reeled in this evening! <3 As excited as a child receiving her brand new doll the woman mused. Might as well be the case, since this girl was practically to Rebecca a living, breathing doll...and Rebecca was one of those vampires that liked to...play with her food. Her decadent smirk fading into a soft smile, her eyes widened with astonishment when the cute little girl immediately threw her arms around her waist and hugged her tight. The warmth of her tiny limbs embracing her....it could've melted Rebecca. "My my, what an affectionate greeting." She purred. She slipped her arms around the petite frame holding her and smiled all the more, her cheeks blushing slightly amidst her fair porcelain complexion, all while her rose colored eyes stared into those of the girl...a tad languidly. "And such adorable eyes you have. Tell me my dear, what is your name?" Though strange, bewildering she would call Rebecca...sister. Ah but that was common among girls, sharing bonds that were indeed sisterly, but sometimes...those bonds became closer, at least to the woman's liking.

Lisa Lisa took her hand away and turned to see where the little girl had gone, only to see her standing right next to them holding a potato chip out. She was startled for a second, but then knelt down in front of her. "Hello there, what's your name?" She smiled warmly and patted her on the head. "Don't worry about Ev, she might look and talk mean but she's really a good person."

Victorique couldn't resist loving this girl to the max. She had never felt such a feeling before for someone, so this is what humans call love or something like that? But still it didn't feel intirly right, something felt of about this situation but she couldn't tell what. Something deep inside her head was calling out for her I need to help Leon. He doesn't look well but my body doesn't want to. Its to irresistible to leave this girl alone. The warm body of the girl was touching hers. She felt warm and nuzzely, the tickeling of the long red hairs on her arms felt like small feathers brushing over her arms, it gave her the goosebumps of how nice it felt. The fabric of the girl her clothes was rubbing against her face as she kept snuggeling the girl affectionaly. Her eyes slowly moved up towards the girls as she heared her talking. The talking of a true angel, she gave a nod in reply with a big smile on her face. Victorique angled her head again while half snuggeling and talking at the girl I'm Victorica she said with a delightful cheer on her face Do you have a name too?

Evelyn - Salt and Vinegar...Mostly Evelyn just stared blankly in return to the creepy girl offering her a chip, not sure what to make of the situation. Didn't she just tell the weird little runt to leave? Nevertheless, she didn't. She was...still standing there with same creepy look, like those eyes could rip your soul right out...that is...if Ev even had one... She sighed sticking another cigarette in her mouth, she needed another anyways. Lighting it up and taking a drag, she nearly choked when she heard Lisa, her voice a bit sweeter and not as intimidating this time, while she talked to the creepy doll-looking chick, saying that Evelyn was....nice... I-I'm...nice? She blushed, her cheeks burning a little pink before she quickly turned away and looked outwards towards the stars, exhaling a thick mist into the air. Why...why would she say I'm...nice? I'm not even remotely that. Not after...no...I don't want to remember. Stop it Ev. Quit trying to dig up the past. It's gone, it's buried...just leave it.. _____________________________________________________ Rebecca - My Adorable Little Sister Affectionate was just the perfect word to describe this young girl she enfolded in her loving arms, and my was Rebecca loving every little wonderful minute of it. How delightful her cute tiny body snuggling close to the vampire's voluptuous figure of a goddess, nuzzling her all the more cutely as the warmth overtook her, a lustful heat wave. Oooh yes! She is just absolutely perfect! I don't know if I can take much more of this. She is just so cute! My perfect little angel... Warmly Rebecca smiled to her learning of her adorable name. ~"Victorica."~ The name was sweet upon her tongue as it flowed, smooth as silk. ~"My what a cute name. Perfect for an even cuter girl."~ <3 Softly she giggled, a small tracing of her slender finger down Victorica's cheek, how soft her skin felt to the woman, ~"Ah I do believe you called me sis, my dear, so wouldn't that be my name? But I tease. You, my sweet, may call me.... Rebecca"~<33333

Well, time for her to be bored out of her brain. Maybe she should really leave, since no one looked interesting enough for her to actually walk up to them and start a conversation. Katherine looked around a last time and, given that there was no one, yet again, that caught her eye, she decided to leave. And then, someone caught her eye. Like a magnet, she felt attracted to the girl. 'No, wait, what? I... I.... have to go to where she is...' Passed by Katherine's mind, and she felt completely useless against the charm of the girl. She approached her, her dignified expression not fading away from her face. When Kat was finally near the girl, and the other girl that was with Leon a few minutes before hugging the other girl. What was so eyecatching of her? Well, Kat had no idea, but she wasn't one much for hugs like the other girl, so she just stood there, feeling awkward for a bit and her face blushing until she looked like a tomato. She moved the lollipop inside her mouth nervously, searching for something she could say. This wasn't like with Leon, that she needed something a bit more forceful to be included into the conversation, and she didn't really care if she was actually included into that one. But this one, hell, she would sell her soul just to be included into this one, and her jealousy was growing by the second too, seeing Victorique being hugged like that. She wasnted to be hugged too.... "Eh, um...." What the hell was she acting so awkward for? "S-Stop being lovey dovey with just her, geez!" The petite blue haired girl almost shouted something she most definitely didn't intend to. It was a funny, fuzzy feeling, but one she couldn't say she hated. It just bugged her immensly the fact that she didn't know where it came from. She then looked a bit flustered and turned around, mumbling. "I-I'm here too, you know?" The girl thanked him and even seemed flattered at how he spoke. A refreshing reaction, given that he usually got creeped out looks when he talked, and then his roommate went on and put herself between the two, sticking her bottom a bit at Drew. He gulped audibly at the sight of this. She wanted him to grope her, right? It just felt like that. Drew was losing control, even though the words of her father came to his mind 'Don't ever grope a girl without consent, you'll end up serving jail years if you do.' It seemed to come from his father's own experience, and Drew didn't care at all. The girl was telling him, no, her butt was BEGGING to be groped. His hands dangerously approached the bottom of his roommate. He was about to do something horrible until Bride brought him back to his senses. He looked at her, and gulped yet again, feeling disappointed of himself. He was about to do something unforgivable. He played it off by taking his camera into his hands and quickly taking a photo of Rosalyn. "Say cheese, roomie." The flash lighted up and the shutter sounded. "I'll show it to you later, now if you'll excuse me." Drew then left Rosalyn to her own antics and hurried to where Bride was. "Wait for me, my muse!" He said as he ran towards her. How could he turn down an invitation from such a cute girl? Impossible, plain impossible. When he reached the girl, he bowed down, justfor the effect of it."Maiden, it is impossible for me to leave alone a girl as cute as you. Allow me to escort you, and I would follow you even to the end of the world." He took Bride's hand and kissed it. Soft, definitely so. He then smiled at her, charming as he could. "Gah!" Was the only think Angela could spout out after having the bottle taken away from her. It was a girl the one that had taken the bottle. She felt like scolding her, tell her that a lady shouldn't be doing things like that, until she heard Hana scolding her. Definitely a surprise. In other situations, her wings would have gotten out and several feathers would be scattered around, but she managed to keep them inside her dress shirt just barely. "U-Um, I'm not sure what I did, but I'm sorry? W-Wait, why am I the one getting scolded? Aren't I the teacher?" She said, with the surprise clear in her face. Her moral compass was telling her to stop the children from misbehaving, but the part of her that thought that she was a demon told her to let it continue. What should she do? Maybe drink it all herself? Drinking in excess was a sin, or at least she thought it was, so drinking it herself wouldn't be as bad, given that she is already a fallen angel, and that would save the other poor souls from sinning. Wait didn't she want them to sin? She was a demon, right? She put her hands on her head, feeling dizzy from going in circles about the issue. "U-Um, what do I do? What do I do? Maybe mix something else? I'm sure someone in the faculty office hides a bottle in their desk.... But wouldn't that be stealing!? Oh no.... What do I do?" After a while, she finally gave up and decided to drink it herself. It was her duty as a teacher and as an (former) angel. She went to the punch, took a cup, served some punch on it and then drank it slowly. It was bad manners to just drink it in one go, after all. She would slowly, but surely, drink the whole punch. She took another sip from her cup, and a shine came to her eyes. "I'm such a genius. An evil genius."

Lilly Lilly was a bit bored. Marcus wasn't going to the party, and she didn't want to force him to. She decided that she should just go herself, and maybe she would see Kat there. She floated through the empty halls a bit before floating through a wall into the gathering area, staying low to the ground and moving her legs like she was walking. Her timing was a bit off, but hopefully nobody would notice. She spotted Kat after scanning the room, standing next to a woman who seemed to have a bunch of girls clustered around her. She didn't like the looks of her, so she 'walked' over to them. "Kat?" She asked, raising her voice above the music. "Who is this lady?" Free "Uh huh, of course you are," Free said to the crazy teacher in a deadpan voice. "A real criminal mastermind. Anyway," Free turned to the boy who had had the bottle originally. "Where'd you score this? It's pretty quality stuff."