The dark-haired girl remained silent as the person who helped Cigarette asked for her name. Holding onto her doll, her mouth slowly opened before closing, as if she were hesitating on telling the woman her name. She soon opened her mouth again, a small and frail voice weakly whispering, "Saya..." Saya glanced up at the woman who asked her name, raising her chip a little higher. The head of the doll pressed against her face, acting as some sort of plush muffle. She felt a little sad that Cigarette did not take the chip, as she liked to nibble on cigarettes more than chips. "...You...?" The dark-haired girl softly asked, looking at the woman (Lisa) with her orange pupils. Her eyes seemed to glisten brightly because she thought of Lisa as a good person. --- Influence: 0 ---

Rebecca - Two's Company, but Three? <3 As if one adorable beauty in her grasp wasn't enough, here came another, the short girl with blue hair, as blue as the sky amidst the ides of April and it even shimmered so in the dancing, flickering lights of the reception hall. How perfect was this, not one, but two lovely young ladies for Rebecca's pleasure. She smiled, trailing her eyes away from Victorica, but still keeping the adorable sweetie close to her and ensnared in her arms, her face turning to meet the flustered, blushing, and quite obviously jealous look of the blue haired cutie eyeing her now, just as Victorica was a few minutes ago with such longing. ~"Darling,"~ She giggled sweetly and a tad seductive, her voice pleasant and smooth like a lulling melody. ~"There's no need to be jealous. Come here."~ Suggestively wagging her finger to the girl, her smile slipped into more of an alluring smirk. ~"Rebecca has just enough love for any beautiful maiden, especially you my cerulean-haired lovely."~ <3 Just then the woman heard a voice that seemed to peak her interest, a small, somewhat squeaky, but lovely voice that could only belong to yet another cute little girl, but...where was she? ~"Hmmm? Where is she?"~ Rebecca wondered, her eyes skimming about the room, only noticing the other students and one peculiar dancing fellow that moved like he was being stung by wasps. But not too soon, she discovered the source, a rather odd child, possibly no younger than twelve years, but what struck the vampire as odd was...she could see right through the girl. ~"My what a surprise to see you, sweetheart."~ She smiled to the ghostly youth. ~"Seems I attract attention from all sorts."~ Unfortunately I can't partake of your sweet nectar, my dear. Ah but you are still cute. She smirked, knowing well none but the adorable phantasm had heard her. ((Author's note: Rebecca: 2 Evelyn: 0 )) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Evelyn - Peace Offering Evelyn was a bit lost in thought and seeming to be more engrossed in her cigarette smoke, that she didn't even notice the doll chick was holding something up in her face. At least...not until she spoke, which more or less took Ev by surprise, her cigarette nearly falling from her lip before she caught it and took one more drag blowing smoke into the air. "Saya huh?" She said flicking away a few ashes and kneeling down to the girl, no surprise she practically towered over this poor girl. "That's...kind of a cool name...I guess." Then, she noticed the chip being held out to her. "Oh uh...is...that for me? Umm...thanks." Slowly Evelyn took the chip from Saya's hand and ever so carefully, she popped it into her mouth and chewed on it for a bit. Turns out, Bluch! Sour cream and onion? I hate that shit! My fucking sister used to eat them all the time! But nevertheless she kept chewing and swallowed with a small smile, her hand reaching to ruffle Saya's hair, "Eh, guess you're not all that creepy. Hehe..I thought you were gonna stab me or something. My name's Ev." Then...Ev realized the girl Saya..well..she was oggling her cigarette, still lit and glowing red in the dark of the night. "Oh...umm...kid?" A bit awkward she stammered before lifting her cig up to the girl's face, making sure not to burn her with it, since...that would be bad and make her look like an ass in front of Lisa, the last thing she wanted to do. "Look, you see this? This...uh...this is bad for you, like..really really bad. It'll make you sick." A bit hypocritical of her, seeing how this was her second..no actually..her third since she smoked one on the way to the school early in the morning.

Bride blushed very brightly, those words were cheesy yet being so…hopeless in love just though of them as romantic words instead. “Uh! Um..” He looked away still blushing; he can’t believe that this guy he just met kissed his hand. His heart was beating so hard that it almost felt like he was having another heart attack. But then as he heard girl he felt immensely sad, he thought he was a girl…Bride silently gulped. He wanted to tell the truth that he was a guy really but the guy seemed to like him he didn’t want to hurt him. He crushed lots of guys hearts because he was a guy, sometimes he wonders if it was better if he was a girl instead. Thinking about this he almost wanted to cry, he didn’t want someone to get hurt because how he is. “T-that’s…that very sweet of you…you have a very interesting vocabulary” Bride’s voice became quite soft to here but he then looked at Rosa and nodded to her. “I will be right back Rosa.” Still having that soft voice he walked with the guy to the punch bowl. Maybe he could tell the truth there but first maybe introduce himself…. hopefully to lighten it up. “Oh I never said my name did I…I am Bride w-what’s your name.” Bride asked nervously, he wanted to tell the truth at first…to maybe lessen the pain. Hana was just stunned, everything he planned for just happened but not in his way. Crazy teacher shows up and takes the alcohol then another girl takes the bottle and pours it into the bowl like no one is watching. He stood quiet just in complete shock. “Eh… teach….relax, go drink and ya…” He rubbed his head just watching the stupidity just raised, he knew he was stupid but this…its another level of stupidity for him. He then took a cup and poured some punch and drank it. There was that gin taste but quite hidden well in the strawberry flavor. “Hehe not bad, hey thanks teach! And girl there!” He said as he walked up the girl [free] and smiled. “You sure handle things quick! Thanks for doing that! This party will surely start soon!!” Then Iyo came in, he wondered where he came form though…wasn’t he talking to someone? “Hey big bro idiot! I see you are finally talking to a girl for once.” Iyo said with a sneerful look in his eyes. Hana eyes twitched as he heard Iyo said that to him so bluntly, god he really wanted to punch him. “S-shut up! Where is your boyfriend!?” Hana backfired; Iyo looked at him and bit his lip. “You shut up! He is not my boyfriend!! He is just….” He did wonder where did his best friend go. Iyo the blushed and walked to the punch bowl, avoiding more on his brother…. Hana knew to well of his little twin brother. Iyo then grabbed a cup and drank the spiked punch. Hana snickered lightly, his brother is such a light weight even the smallest sip, it will become a party.

Iyo suddenly vanished, and Deathedge returned to his quiet state of pondering. As much as he found Iyo's sudden dancing amusing, he felt calmer after the boy left. He was not in a dancing mood, anyway. Disc seemed too busy dancing like crazy. It did not take long for Deathedge to notice a red-haired woman (Rebecca Valentine) surrounded by other women who seemed... happy to see her. Strange. Some of them were suddenly flocking away from the dancefloor, and some of them flatout stopped what they were doing to go to her. But Deathedge was not an edgy protagonist who would immediately presume that she was doing something. No, he thought that the woman was just some sort of celebrity he did know about. Actually, he knew no celebrities, so the presumption he made was sort of bullsh-t. He did notice the strangely intoxicated looks the women had around the red-haired woman. Though he did finally begin to think that something was weird about the situation (after all, the woman did not seem that famous, considering how very few- if not none at all- men were reacting to her), Deathedge decided to stay out of business that could end in a mess. ...I think I'm just staring at her because there's nothing else to stare at, the white-haired man concluded with an abnormally normal way of thinking. He did continue to glare at the woman with an unintentional aura of death, despite his attempts of trying to look normal while looking at her.

Victorique moved along the side of her arms slowly up with her own hands sliding over the girl her body. She gently stroked her head along the girl her cheeks her soft hairs running over her cheeks as she softly snuggled the girl her face. Her hands kept touching the girl her arm. The softness and smoothness of her skin felt so good against her hands, she couldn't resist to not touch her. One of her hands slowly went up along her hair towards her neck. She could hear the the delightful voice of Rebecca again she wanted to reply to her pulling her mouth open but soon was disturbed by another blue haired girl close to her. She immediately recognized the girl from just a moment ago. Did she want to be friends with her or the girl? Well she didn't mind since the girl was cute herself to. She noted the girl was actually talking to her, she rubbed the top of her head against the attractive girl her cheek making her own head angle while talking to the blue haired girl I-I can't stop hugging my sissy. I love her, do you want me to hug you too? She creeped an evilish smirk on her face You jealous hehe. She gave Rebecca a little kiss on the cheek and invited the other girl over to hug her sister to I don't mind she said with a gentle smile. Soon another girl appeared but she seemed somewhat off. The girl didn't really have a real body she was like a ghost like creature. But still in the shape of a girl so it was probably a ghost like the ones on the attic on the farm she lived on. She was able to see the ghost girl just fine she didn't know about how the others saw her but she was clearly there. Her voice became a bit more weak than usual I feel sorry for you. I mean about your... body. She looked away and little and all soon buried her face against the body of Rebecca.

Rosalyn could FEEL the sexual tension coming off of Drew at the temptation of his amazing ass. It made him want to giggle maniacally. It really was fun to mess with perverts like him. He wasn't even afraid of it coming back to bite him one day, because he could pretty much take anybody if he wanted to. When his room mate took out his camera for a picture, Rosalyn flashed a cute pose, giving him something to remember for later. Though when his affections turned to Bride, a death glare replaced the smiles and giggles. He wasn't going to let that pervert take advantage of his cute new friend. But he also didn't want to seem jealous and trying to take the pervert away from Bride. So he would let the pervert escort Bride to the refreshments table. But Rosalyn would be watching and be ready to strike at any move he didn't like. So when Bride said she'd be right back, all Rosalyn did was smile. "Okay!" He said with fake cheer. While keeping as eye on Bride and the pervert, Rosalyn returned to dancing, easily keeping up with the disco guy. The disco guy had picked up the tempo, and a determined, slightly competitive look appeared on the trap's face. Poor Quincy did not want to be at the party. For many reasons really. The loud, annoying music was assaulting his sensitive ears. The various foods and drinks were driving his nose crazy. He was sleepy and wanted to nap, but he couldn't. And was that alcohol he smelled? He wished he could pin point it, and probably get some, but it was just mashing together with all the other smells. Unfortunately it was his job as school nurse to be at the party in case something happened. It was either that, or risk getting fired. Not that the principal would find another true healer who was willing to work in a school with those who weren't part of the magical world. But it was still something that had been threatened on more than one occasion. It wasn't the mouse's fault that his desk happened to be in the front of a window, and that the sun was so warm and relaxing. It just begged him to go to sleep. And yet, despite the music and smells assaulting his senses, the incredibly lazy school nurse was still doing what he did best. Napping. He was sitting at one of the various tables scattered around the room with his head against said table. His hat was strategically covering his ears in an attempt to block out some of the sound. And if one got close enough they would be able to tell that he was sleeping pretty easily, despite the fact that he was as quiet as... Well, a mouse. You wouldn't find this guy snoring. If he was lucky he'd be able to sleep through the entire party no problem. As long as one of the teachers didn't catch him that is.

Rebecca - A Vicy of Her Own All of these cute and innocent little touches the vampire vixen felt, every single brush of the girl's smooth, delicately fragile skin against her own, it made Rebecca blush all the more, swooning with lust on the inside, her body growing warmer and warmer by the second as languidly her rose-colored eyes fell upon such an adorable creature snuggling her, nuzzling her...loving her. Blissfully she sighed closing her eyes in that one beautiful moment Victorica's hand trailed up her bare arm ever softly and found its way to caress her neck gently. My, what an affectionate little girl indeed she was, and Rebecca...all the more she desired this cute thing in her arms. I swear, the Fates have smiled upon me this most wonderful of evenings. Ahh...every touch, I..I can't stand it anymore. If I could, I would take her here. Yes, here, where I would shower her with every inch of my longing affections- ah...but that would be highly immodest of me, and of course...I wouldn't want to embarrass my other darling. <3 Lovingly she smiled to the girl, her eyes glimmering softly once she heard the sweet, innocent voice confess her adoring love for the woman, albeit still in that cute sisterly fashion. Even she was offering an invitation to the blushing blue haired beauty to join them as well. ~"Mmmm yes my dear. And Rebecca loves her sweet little Vicy as well."~ <3 She purred nuzzling the girl's cheek softly and returning her tender little kiss upon her own cheek. What a catch, adorable, affectionate, and sympathetic it would seem as Rebecca sensed the young girl's sadness for the poor ghost child. It almost made Rebecca feel a bit...bothered to say the least by her own particular dilemma. A shame that I woo this girl only so I may partake of her blood, the sweet wine of red calling to me from beyond the walls of her veins, lulling my fangs to sink deep into her neck and drink to my wicked heart's content...oh but my heart aches for more...more than just blood... Still the woman resumed her happy, affectionate ruse, leaving yet another kiss on the girl and resuming their warm, snugly moment.

Lilly Lilly put a hand on Kat's arm, not that she could touch the other girl, but old habits die harder than old bodies. "Kat, let's get out of here. There's something... off about her." The ghost girl watched the other woman warily, noticing the hungry look in her eyes. "Kat? C'mon, look at me." Lisa Lisa frowned at the cigarette slightly. "You really shouldn't be smoking those either you know, but at least you have the sense not to pass on your bad habits." She smiled back at the girl. "My name's Lisa, and... Oh, I can't help it!" Suddenly Lisa wrapped her arms around Saya and hugged her tight. "You are just the cutest!"

Victorique was all lived up in the moment and couldn't even controll her own body at this point. She kept snuggeling the girl in her neck, feeling the warmth of this girl made it only more of a priority to stay close to the girl her soft skin and keep hugging it. But this didn't feel like her, she kept wondering why she was so attracted to the girl and couldn't even let go of her anymore. Maybe she was being brainwashed or hypnotised by the girl most likely. She would likely hug the girl and snuggle her the first time she saw her but not this much. It was insane on how much she did it now, this is what human call love. This was even to much for herself to handle. Her body felt so vulnerable and weak when she looked in the girl her beautiful eyes. Her legs became spaghetti when her soft lips touched her cheeks. If she didn't hold onto the girl she would have most likely fallen onto the ground by now. She felt the warm nose rubbing against her cheek. Her cheeks slowly started becoming red while drips of sweat started to appear all over her body. She became hot very very hot Sis, maybe we can cool off outside somewhere its starting to get really hot in here. She said while vaning her own head with the other hand. Her arms slowly started wrapping around the arm of Rebecca while Victorique started smiling and layed down her head on the shoulder off Rebecca Or maybe we can get something to drink together~ Her voice sounded very cheerfull while she layed down her head. Making it able to let her see the other people around her, she suddenly saw Leon still standing there on the same spot but she only gazed at him from her misteresses shoulder. She wanted to help the poor boy but for some reason she could only let out a faint voice Le...Le...Leo but nothing happened. Her grip around Rebecca tightened a little while she muttered but she soon returned cheerfull again Maybe cutie over there would like to join for some fresh air Hehe. You can snuggle her left arm and ill snuggle the right. She showed the girl a cheerfull smile and holded out her hand towards the girl she had just called cutie.

The cigarette was bad...? Saya blinked, lowering her hand with the potato chip finally being taken. She felt warmer after giving the chip away. She did not think Cigarette to be a bad person, however, so she decided to go with Cigarette's real name. The girl softly murmured, "Ev," as if it rolled off her tongue naturally. And that was all she needed to do to remember the person's name. Ev. A dark-haired person who is nice. Ev was a pretty name. She stayed still as her hair was ruffled by Ev, and she continued to remain idle when Lisa, the woman who helped Ev, hugged her. More warmth enveloped her as her frail body made contact within the smiling woman's embrace. Saya's eyes softened, her gaze less nervous than before. Lisa reminded her of Sister. Lisa was a good person. So was Ev. Ev and Lisa. Ev and Lisa were nice people. "..." The girl remained still, glancing at Lisa and then at Ev. Wondering if hugging her made Lisa happy, the girl ever-so-slightly snuggled into the person's embrace. Her expression remained idle, but her softened eyes said otherwise. --- Influence: +1 + <Evelyn is: "Nice."> + <Lisa is: "Nice."> --- Deathedge raised an eyebrow at the sight he beheld him. What in the actual fu- was all he could think of as the red-haired woman's show of affection towards her "fans" intensified to another level. He continued watching, wondering if something was up.

"L-Lilly! Where were you? I thought it'd be rather hard to get hold of you again after you left during lunchtime...." Kat suddenly returned to her senses after Lilly's sudden appearance. Still, her mind was still jumbled. "And well, this is.... ah, I don't... what's your name, excuse me?" She asked, curiously, completely shifting her personality when she talked to this girl. Regardless, Kat started approaching the girl, with a blush in her cheeks. She felt like a little girl all over again. Why was it? It didn't make sense, not at all. "Yay!" Kat said, partaking on the hugs too. "Rebecca... I don't wanna let go of you." More than the stubborn Katherine she was almost always, right now, she felt as if she were floating and all of her defenses went down with this girl, Rebecca(whose name she just overheard). And then, Lilly brought her back to the land of the living, or something like that. "Ah..... What?" As if she were in a trance, she suddenly sprung back when she noticed she was hugging Rebecca. "What the!? Lilly, what just happened here?!" Kat looked at Lilly, bewildered of her own actions. She agreed with what Lilly had said, before, that they should leave. However, her interest was now piqued. "So, Rebecca, was it? What did you do just now? My head didn't feel right just now, and I'm guessing you are the culprit." Kat asked her. Well, she still felt funny, but she was coping with it. Was it a sign from God? Did God really exist after all? And if so, had he sent this cute angel to his side, with a perfect name to top it off? "Ah, what a beautiful name. It is for this reason alone that I have nurtured my vocabulary. So I can be worthy of speaking to angels such as you. You can call me Drew." He said, taking a bow and going to the bowl of punch to take some himself. Though, when he put it in his mouth, he detected the taste of alcohol. It was odd, that someone decided to do it, but he didn't mind it. He managed his alcohol well, after all. It wasn't refined to get completely drunk. Then, he was reminded that Bride was also about to drink some. "Wait-!" He stopped himself from stopping her, however. Alcohol relaxed anyone, if they abused it. A girl of her frame, probably didn't hold up well against alcohol, and if she got drunk.... Drew was a gentleman, so whatever perverted thoughts he had of taking advantage of her disappeared. Instead, he could act as the knight in shining armor and shorten the distance between two hearts. Ah, so poetic. Truly so. "Hold that pose. This is a perfect photo opportunity." He took a phot of Bride. "If you do not mind being a model for me. If you do, I can just delete this." He said, laughing a bit. Angela merely continued drinking the punch as she saw more and more students coming up to the bowl of punch and getting some of it. She was unsure of what to do, stop them? Let them follow it up? Her mind was torn again into two paths, the righteous one and the bad one. She hesitated a lot before deciding... That she'd better leave and leave the students to their antics. She would also be scolded for spiking the punch, that much was sure, but she deserved to be. Then again, she couldn't let anyone find out. Evil was evil at times precisely because no one finds out. Right? She went to where a certain nurse (Quincy) was resting, and thought of waking him up, but it'd be too impolite to do so. He looked so peaceful sleeping like that. She merely took a seat in front of him and started moving her feet around. It felt awkward, but she also felt bad for the nurse. He might have had a tough day, and it wasn't in Angela's jurisdiction to scold him just for that.

Bride was yes indeed falling for this guy. His cliché yet young words made him feel so warm and special inside…it’s been a while since he actually left like that but he still got to tell the truth. “A-angel? Uh…thank you for calling me that. Y-you are quite a man with your words” He blushed and smiled sweetly but then looked away, he never felt so flattered before, and he wished his other relationships ended up like that. He was about to take a sip of the punch as he got one cup until Drew stopped him. He wondered why though, he was getting a bit thirsty and the red strawberry scented drink seemed really refreshing. Then drew took a picture of him, he blushed as he head that he can be a model for him “Re-really….I never though I person like me would have their pictures taken, thank you again!” Bride smiled with clear happiness on his face. He never been treated like this, it felt so freshening yet warm at the same time. “I-its fine” Giving another sweet smile he drank some of the punch. It had an odd taste to it, he though it might taste like strawberries but it had something strong in it which made it weird. “hhmm…this taste funny… does it tatse funny to you?” He continued to sip more, wondering what is that taste. Soon enough he finished one entire cup and he was all red and felt really wamr. “uuhh….mmnn...it f-feels a bit warm here…” He sighed as he adjusted his ribbon tie to make it loosen. Soon his neck and collarbone was shown unintentionally to Drew, Bride didn’t know why it felt so hot, like he was burning up. Hana continued to sip the punch, he noticed Iyo slowly swaying around. “Yes…” He snickered again as Iyo then walked around like a drunken mess. Hana turned to his other Yankees and gave them thumbs up. Then turned back to Iyo on the floor near the entrances, he was removing his shirt and moving it around like stripper. “Hahahahaha!! Yes! God!” He laughed really heard that his sides began to hurt. He brought out his phone a recorded it, he noticed some people laughed at his drunk twin brother, man he was having the best party ever. “Woooo!!” Iyo shouted with a drunken slur, he was having a great time, he continued to move his shirt like some stripper. Literally making a fool out of himself…

Rosalyn was having fun dancing, he really was. But he couldn't help but keep an eye on Bride and his room mate as he danced. He didn't trust a perv like him as far as a dead cat could throw him. Especially around his friends. His expression went from determination to a death glare that shouldn't have been possible for someone as cute as him. Everybody in the room who looked at him would be able to tell exactly who the glare was aimed at. It was a miracle that his room mate hadn't burst into flames yet, or simply dropped dead going by the phrase if looks could kill. He paused mid step as Bride adjusted her ribbon, seemingly intentionally showing a bit more skin. Was she really flirting with a pervert? It wasn't going to end well for her. "Boy this dancing is making me tired." He lied to the disco guy. "You keep being awesome, I'm gonna go get a drink." Of course he real intention was possible murder. Rosalyn walked over to the punch bowl. "Hey guys, just thought I'd grab a quick drink. Don't mind me!" He said with a fake smile as he made himself a cup of punch. A single sip told him everything he needed to know and he gentle took the cup from Bride's hand. "Bride, darling, somebody put alcohol in the punch. You don't want to drink anymore of that." He then turned his attention to his room mate. "As for you... You drank first." He said pronouncing the last sentence slowly and carefully. Leon's dizzy spell lasted far longer than his one earlier had. By the time he had his senses back, everyone surrounding him was gone. The short girl and Victorique were standing near another group of girls, friends of hers maybe. And the rude guy was no where to be found. He shook his head to clear it, remembering how concerned Victorique had been about him. He should probably go over and tell her everything was okay. But that would involve voluntarily going near a group of people. Leon clutched his backpack and took a deep breath. He couldn't just leave the girl hanging. He walked over to the group of girls, feeling like he was interrupting something. "Um, Victorique, I'm sorry for scaring you like that. I'm fine now, it was just a dizzy spell. Happens all the time." The nice thing about those was that they weren't harmful as long as he wasn't near stairs or anything like that. He did his best to ignore the fact that he could be surrounded very easily and just focused on apologizing to his new friend. Quincy was sleeping soundly, despite the noise and smells surrounding him. Until the sound of scuffling feet reached his ears. Those feet were very close to him. Was somebody trying to get his attention? The school nurse opened his eyes and lifted his head. Lazily rubbing his eyes while yawning as he did. He sniffed the air, still smelling the alcohol, and was now hearing a drunk student. Something was definitely going on, and as school nurse, and sex ed teacher (XD), it was his job to fix it. But first there was the problem right in front of him. "Do you need something?" He asked in a sleepy voice, still trying to pinpoint the smell of the alcohol. It was then that his sleepy brain finally put it together. Somebody had probably spiked the punch. Whoever it was had better be caught and punished. There would be a lot of people complaining of hangovers tomorrow. That was going to be annoying for him. But really that was the only thing that concerned him, a little alcohol never hurt anybody... Wait that was a horrible lie actually, a little alcohol could hurt a lot of people.

Evelyn - What Doesn't Kill You....will Probably Screw You up Later. Ev just rolled her eyes and took another drag on her cig in respons to Lisa's comment, laughing to herself with a wisp of smoke escaping from her lips, "Meh, I've been hooked on these since I was fifteen, and I haven't hacked a lung out yet, thank gawd." She muttered flicking a few ashes away. "You know what they say, what doesn't kill you just makes you stronger.....or it just screws you up later I guess." Maybe she should quit while she was in the long run, at least to avoid the supposed complications that came with cigarettes, but...who gave a shit really? It surprised her to hear the girl speak at first, but even more surprising Saya said her name, and the girl, who was starting to look less and less like a creepy living doll, she was starting to show what Evelyn interpreted with just a simple glance as...real human emotions. Yeah, she didn't smile or anything like that, but her eyes, Evelyn could sense a change in them, a transition from a cold, dead look to something more warm, lively almost. She smiled and chuckled a little at Lisa practically glomping the poor girl. Hell, even a tough chick like her thought the whole damn thing was adorable, and it just showed the kind of girl Lisa was, someone who actually cared about others, even...caring for a soul like Ev's...or lack there of. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Rebecca - Rude to Interrupt How unfortunate, eventhough she had one worthy thrall entranced by her sensual charms. So close, so very close Rebecca was to ensnaring yet another beauty, one with such vibrant, shimmering locks of sapphire the woman wished to have her fingers entangled in, and lips, yes...such succulent lips perhaps it would be the joy, no the decadence of the woman to partake of one innocent, tender kiss from, teasing her with that lolipop in her mouth. But yes, she knew she had her. Just looking at the way her frigid, envious emotions had softened into a childlike innocence, how her eyes fell upon the woman with such a joy brimming through her swiftly beating heart, a heartbeat Rebecca could feel and even hear as the blue haired beauty drew close to her, beckoned by her little friend, yet another lovely, Victorica. A soft smile to the auburn haired cutie at her side, Rebecca untangled one of her arms from her and was ever just so close to slipping it slyly around the other girl(Kat) and pulling her into a warm, gentle embrace, a perfect way to lull her darlings and in such, lowering their defenses....making them all so vulnerable, just how she loved her girls. Ahhh yes....I can feel her essence intertwining with mine, the sumptuous warmth of her blood. I say...why must I continue to taunt myself with such lovely delicacies? I must...I must take them elsewhere....away from this common rabble. But then...she had to happen. The ghost girl, Rebecca had noted her suspicions, and what a shock it came to the vampire...her spell upon the girl named Kat, having learned of her name from over-hearing it, had been broken...albeit slightly. Gods! I am routed it seems! You are a clever little doll, my dear spirit, but don't think you have the upper hand in this battle of wits. And not too soon, there was Kat confronting her, inquiring of what became of the poor girl's head. Rebecca, in a situation as this, truly she would feel tense, perhaps stutter, if she were not used to such arising from time to time. It wouldn't be the first someone was able to see through her deceptions and accuse her outright of some sort of foul witchery. ~"I know not of what you speak, my dearest?"~ With a rather devious, but charming smirk upon her ruby lips, the woman giggled elegantly in reply, her arms returning to Victorica's side in some protective manner of her. ~"Truly your head feels warm, yes? Perhaps it is just the stuffiness of this room that is making you feel...unwell we should say. Maybe we should retire to the outside, to a breath of cool, fresh air. That would surely lift your spirits, wouldn't it...Kat? Such a cute name. Perhaps I shall call you Kitty Kat <33333"~ And who else to come upon this as well, but a man, a sickly fellow he was, the woman feeling some sort of sympathy for his fragile appearance and how weakly he shuffled over....had it not been for him...rudely interrupting. ~"Pardon me, good sir, but I do believe you are bothering my dear Victorica. Please, if you would be so kindest not to. I wish to have my moment with her still...alone."~ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Matthias - Five Aspirin and a Shot of Emnity He scowled bitterly as his hand reached for his head, practically feeling as though it would split open any moment. The wretched, infernal pain even made him dizzy somewhat and a tad nauseous to his stomach, growling and gurgling like some ferocious beast of Hell in the confines of his flesh. "Goddammit..." The black haired, middle aged teacher groaned while lumbering down the hall, on his way to the nurse's office for more painkillers, and possibly to receive more lip from that apathetic and sorry excuse of an RN the school picked. Just who the hell signed ol' Quincy's contract anyways? The bastard was about as lazy as a drunken sloth and all the fuckwit ever did was nap all fucking day long! Hell, if he was getting paid for that, then why the fuck wasn't Matthias? Muttering to himself, Matt fished around in his long, dark jacket with coattails trailing behind him. From the side pocket he pulled a polished silver flask, untwisting the cap and brining it hastily to his lips. He could feel the burn off the bittersweet alcohol already snaking like venom down his gullet and into his stomach...which probably wasn't the best thing for it since he felt like he was going to kill over any minute now. "Nurse!", crotchety as ever the art teacher called out in a gruff and bitter voice. "More aspirin you lazy ass. I got a meeting at 7:30 and I'm pretty sure I'm gonna feel like shit, so if you could just-" But once he shambled half drunken and half hung over into Quincy's office, there was not a soul waiting for him. "Son of a bitch...." How could he forget, they were all that ignorant little party the school insisted on throwing the first fucking day. Loosen up the students they said. Let them have fun. Fun?! Bah! School wasn't supposed to be fun, and if it wasn't in the prospect of losing his job, Matthias would have surely given an earful to the principal how much he despised the prospect of a party the first day of school, when really the students needed to be thrust into their classes the first day and introduced in that manner, not some pissy gathering! In fact, he might just gripe the principal out anyways. "Ugh...if I don't get some aspirin or even a damn Novocaine shot, I think my head will just crack like a fucking egg... Where the hell is that lazy son of a bitch?" He continued down the hall towards the reception room, where this infernal racket was emanating from and fraying his already tense and frazzled nerves. Swinging open the door, not one idiot was awaiting Matthias...but two, the eccentric dimwit known as Angela. "Oh God, Satan, Zeus, and Thor. What the fuck are you doing here? I had hope you're actually doing your job and not pulling any more fuck-ups for the principal to take care of.", with sharp, glaring emerald eyes cut towards the woman he snapped like the bitter drunk he was, already seeming to reek of booze despite only having a few drinks, but...maybe that wasn't him he thought suspiciously eyeing the woman and the stupid nurse. "Napping as always. Typical of you, Quincy. Now where the hell are your painkillers? I got a splitting headache and this...music...is only making it worse." Groaning all the more he grabbed his head, gritting his teeth.

Dexter Dexter wasn't sure where he was. He looked at the scribble on the papaer again. This was the place right? he had no idea. He looked at the blue felt tip drawing map he'd made and then turned it upside down, perhaps looking at it from another angle. Then it flew away into the void of the wind, never to be seen again. Dex smiled and then tightened the straps on his mask again, and putting his headphones back on his head. Then up went the volume. So for the next ten minutes, he walked into the grounds, his head bobbing back and forth as he listened to his groove mix. He eventully got inside the building where he then got lost again. With a sigh and then a maniacal giggle, the strnage white haired boy wandered around the place, lost in a desolate enviroment, trapped in an isolated building with no contacts or friends. This was exactly Plant of the APes.

The sole mention of the nickname 'Kitty Kat' made Kat cringe. She was about to come back with a witty retort when she felt the girl's voice being alluring yet again. "My name is not.... cute... at all...." And Kat was lost again. "Yeah, let's go, Rebecca. I'm sure it is the atmosphere that's making me feel so... lightheaded. Let's get out of here." Kat approached the girl yet again and this time, took her arm and held it tightly against her. "Where should we go? Where could be a good place to relax for a bit? Maybe..." She thought about it for a bit, and finally came up with a satisfying answer. Kat knew where she would feel most at ease. "Should we go to my room? It's cozy, really comfortable, you know? I also want you to see it." Kat said, smiling all the while with a blush in her cheeks. Though she knew it wasn't on her own volition, it was interesting nevertheless. Maybe she should let herself be swayed away by the girl's antics? It was really tempting now. "Yes, it is rather hot right now. Might be the adrenaline of all the dancing." Drew gulped audibly when he saw Bride loosening her clothes, and he took another sip of his drink. It was just perfect, but he couldn't help but feel guilty. How could he dare to stain the beauty of such a girl with something as vulgar as alcohol. He steeled himself, ready to get whatever retribution would fall upon him. "Bride, actually-!" And he was interrupted yet again by the intervention of his roommate. How disastrous. Not only that, but when she turned her attention to the culprit, no, the accomplice of this crime, he felt some kind of omnious aura from Rosalyn. Call it instinct or whatever, but Drew knew it was a bad idea to let her know what had just happened. It was time to get his silver tongue to work, as well as his acting skills. He seemed shocked at the revelation of the punch being spiked. He put his cup near his nose and sniffed on it. "Wha? What kind of joke is this!? Who dared put alcohol inside this!? Don't they have a sense of decency?!" Drew seemed truly mad. He left his cup on the table and went to Rosa, bowing down as an apology. "Forgive me, for letting Bride drink such a thing. It is no one's fault but mine. Punish me if you want, I will accept any kind of punishment you decide. However, you must believe one thing, I never intended for this to happen, neither did I know this thing was spiked." Drew just hoped that his roommate would buy it. It sounded convincing, it almost seemed like the truth. Still, in the remote case that Rosa didn't buy it, then he will use his next set of skills. His incredible power to get away from anyone he had pissed off, and then his ability to hide. "D-Dimwit!? Professor Gray, please, refrain from using such language! What if the students...? Gah!" Angela noticed Iyo dancing and stripping his clothes away. Her wings seriously were about to get out if she was surprised even more than this. "P-P-P-Professor Gray, please do something about that student!" She said, while trying to cover her eyes. It seemed sinful for an angel to lay eyes upon a minor, then again, she was seeing through the gaps of her fingers since it was her duty as a demon. She was still blusing like crazy, though. "J-Just do something, and I'll do my best to cure you of your hangover, but please, do something about him!" She then turned to Quincy. She thought of shaking him, but it would be rude. "And you, mister Quincy! Please, stop sleeping already and do something to control things! Otherwise, I... I...!" She would have no option but to make use of her own powers to stop him from doing anything. Maybe strucking him with a sloth feather and send him to sleep? It was the best she could do, yes, but she still had to look for the right opportunity to pluck one of her feathers out and throw it at him.

Bride got another cup as Rosa took his cup. “nnooo… It sho…gwood…” He whined with a drunken slur. The alcohol took immediately effect on the poor flower boy. After he got another cup he drank more of the spiked punch. He loved the odd taste even though he didn’t know what he was drinking. “Sho y-ywummy…” He sipped more like he was addicted to it, without knowing it he was indeed drunk. “Roossa… dr-drink mowe!! itws gwood!” He raised his cup and swayed more, his face was all red and warm and his body felt so much lighter. Bride then felt hot again so he removed his neck tie and lifted his dress up to his knees for some breeze. “Its sho hwot here…”He sighed out as he began to sway a bit too much. Slwoly he stumbled towards Drew and hugged his right arm and snuggled closely to him. “You awe wram twoo…. Dreewww…. Fanwy worwds….” Bride muttered out as he held tightly on the young man. “Roossaa!! He is warrwwwmm!! So wwaarrmm!!” Poor Bride…he truly became a drunken kid. He giggled drunkenly as he embraced the warmth.

Lilly Lilly cast around in desperation, wishing she could physically pull her friend away. Finally, in an act of desperation, she said "I'm sorry Kat, please forgive me." And faded totally from view. Moments later, Kat's expression changed to one of faint confusion, and then to determination. "Actually, on second thought, nevermind. I think it's time for me to leave." She said, her voice different than before. Now that Lilly was in control, she could feel the effect the woman had on Kat's senses, but wasn't effected by it herself. She removed herself from Rebecca's grip, by force if necessary, and backed away. "And from now on? Stay away from me. I don't know what you're doing to my mind, but I don't like it." She huffed and turned on her heel, one hand on the stem of her lolipop as she forced the nearest door open. Once she was far enough away that she was sure Kat wouldn't go back, Lilly exited the girl's body as fast as she could. "ImsorryImsorryImsorryIllneverdoitagainIpromisepleasedonthatemeplease!" She cried, her words so fast they blended together into an almost incomprehensible whole. "It was the only thing I could think of and I promise I didn't see any of your memories! I had to get you away from her and I couldn't think of anything else!"

Rosalyn didn't believe it at all when Drew pretended to be shocked at the fact that there was alcohol in the punch. The taste was incredibly obvious, even somebody who hadn't had it before would know something was off. The perv was obviously trying to get away with something. But the sight of the perv fearfully groveling at Rosalyn's feet was putting the trap in a better mood. Drew definitely deserved some sort of punishment. But there was also Bride to deal with. The girl hadn't listened to Rosalyn when he told her to not drink the punch. And apparently her tolerance was zero. The trap sighed and used some of his strength to pull Drew to his feet. He very lightly smacked him upside the head. "You're lucky that I care more about Bride than you." He said with a scary smile. Rosalyn grabbed hold of Bride and simply picked the drunken girl up bridal style. Then he leaned in close to Drew, so his lips were right near one of the pervs ears. "But if you ever attempt to take advantage of her again. I'll rip your manhood off and shove it so far up your ass that it'll have to be surgically removed." Drew could tell from his tone that the trap was dead serious. Rosalyn stepped back and smiled again. "I hope you don't mind me taking Bride to our room for a little while to sober up!" He said, not posing it as a question. With that he walked away with Bride in his arms, allowing Drew to live another day. Before Angela could answer Quincy's question. The school drunk shambled up demanding pain killers. Quincy had two settings, not caring, and liking something. Quincy hated Matthias. The man refused to listen to the school nurse when the man told him he wouldn't be in pain if he stopped drinking. Or that he was destroying his liver. Sure Quincy could have extracted the toxins from the alcohol, but again, only if the man would allow him. "And its typical of you to be killing yourself with a bottle." Quincy said in a flat tone. "You wouldn't need pain killers if you stopped being an alcoholic." Lazy as he was, the mouse rose up from his seat and confronted Matthias. Though the fight that never was lasted all but two seconds. Because Quincy tapped two fingers to the drunk's forehead, activating his sleep magic. He put Matthias to sleep for about fifteen minutes to half an hour. Long enough for him to sober up a little bit. He pushed the man so that he was sitting in a chair and didn't end up on the floor. He fished out the drunk's flask as well, tucking it away in his own pocket for the time being. It would a complete waste of the energy used in knocking Matthias out if the man just kept drinking when he woke up. Angela told him to do something about the drunk students. Quincy sighed, he was up already so he may as well have. "Miss Angela, could you confiscate the punch bowl please?" He said, again thinking only about the energy he would waste taking care of the students only for more to get drunk. "I'll take care of the stripping student." Without waiting for a response from the other teacher, Quincy walked up to the drunk, stripping, student. He tapped the kid on the forehead, knocking him out for about the same time he did Matthias. Only this time he was way to lazy to catch him and just let the student drop to the floor. He didn't care who spiked the punch bowl, he just cared about the energy he was wasting because somebody thought putting dangerous substances in a place that anybody could get to them was funny.

Bride continued to snuggle Drew until Rosa suddenly picked him up. “Roossaaa! You swo stwong!!” He giggled, as the very strong girl was carrying him. He did not know where he was going though he couldn’t keep up with Rosa’s words. Rosa’s warmth felt refreshing to him he loved the warmth really. It felt comforting and relaxing at the same time. He snuggled up close to her, snuggling his face at her chest. “soo warwwmm…” He sighed in happiness, the warmth is something that he never really experienced in his life, and being sick it was always cold for him. Being alone in hospitals for days or months and not able to really make friends it always felt cold. “Glawd…Rowsa is mwy fwiend…” He murmured unintentionally as his hyper drunk side became into something a bit emotional. “Always awlone, hoswpitttals and cwan’t go to schwool as kwid….it was colwd….vewy colwd but youw warmmmth….It..hwappy makwes me hwappy…” Bride slurred out as he embraced Rosa tightly. “I…dwon’t lweave…okway?” He looked drunkenly at Rosa but even though he was at a drunken state his eyes showed a lot of emotion. It was a mix of fear,s sadness yet hope at the same time. He waited for an answer but though he wouldn’t remember it the next day. Iyo was about to literally remove his pants to show his secret thing he likes to do with his drunken mess of a state but a sudden tap of his forehead stopped him. He then collapsed on the ground. Hana who watched the whole stepped back, now he was dead… he did needed his brother for dancing later, even tough Iyo is an easy drunk oddly enough when it comes to dancing and remembering the routine he doesn’t get affected by it. He sighed and tried to walk away from the scene of the crime but though the teachers would find out it was him though… Being twin brothers and all. "Shit..."He carefully sneaked away from any teachers, dance members or authority figures that could suspend him for trying to ruin the first day of classes.