'2 lemons a day on average,' she replied, smiling.

"Thats a lot. Well it is and it isn't. I mean a single lemon holds not even enough juice in in to make even a halve a glass of lemonade. Of course pure lemon juice is an acid so it can't really be that good to take in that much undiluted lemon juice." Serah hummed slightly as she started to wonder off in her own thoughts.

Yasmin nodded as she slung her bag over her shoulder, sighing.

She then looked towards Dimitri "Hey, you didn't answer my questions." She frowned, looking up at him.

Yasmin just rolled her eyes slightly as she listened to to conversation.

"Oh, right, sorry about that." Dimitri said somewhat sheepishly before taking a moment to recall the questions asked about him. "To answer your questions, I can only talk to reptiles. Well, no, that's not quite right; Reptiles are the only ones that I can properly communicate with. I can't speak to mammals or fish or even bugs, but birds and amphibians I can sort of speak to. Problem is, it's like trying to speak to someone that only knows how to speak another language. Every now and then one word gets through that's like universal among languages, but that's about as far as it gets. Now as far as commanding them goes, no dice. I can ask them to do something and they may or may not chose to do it based on whether or not there's something in it for them, but if they don't want to do what I ask then that's the end of it." Dimitri explained, choosing to intentionally dodge the question of there being an animal he was talking to earlier lest he draw attention to Mint.

Yasmin pulled out her book, bored and went into the corner and sat on the floor and read.

"Hph." Serah frowned but she accepted his answer.

Yasmin flicked through the book, slowly sipping some kind of liquid from a bottle.

Venin's face scrunched into a panicked and worried expression when he noticed all of the people standing in front of him. Being a pessimist, he automatically assumed the worst. He wished he was home, sleeping, or doing something other than standing in front of probably 100 + children waiting for a signal. As his anxiety grew, so did the cold air that seemed to seep from him. He scooted himself into a corner, trying his best not to touch his fellow students, for fear they might freeze like when Midas touched, well anything really. As he moved he noticed the goose bumps on other kid's arms, then realized he was the reason they were putting on jackets, which caused him to shrink further into the corner.

Yasmin wasn't really affected by the cold air because as a vampire, there is no blood going around her body so her skin is already as cold as ice.

Serah shivered slightly then looked around for why the heck it was getting colder. "Hey, do you guys feel that?"

There was no one else in the room but her, a lone figure enshrouded in the dim shadows.

Room 305, the music room, it was a bit larger compared to the other classrooms, with a chalkboard that stretched wall to wall and a big open space in the middle where sat chairs arranged in a large circle. On the far side of the room, next to the intricately and beautifully carved stained glass window that lit the room in so many bright and mysterious colors stood a polished grand piano. For once, a small...rather wry smile inched its way across her lips. Sanctuary at last from the outside world. Ev sighed, setting the gig bag in her hand on the floor and unzipping it, then pulling from the bag her guitar, a dark, sinister looking instrument. But, after hard wiring it into a nearby amplifier and positioning herself in one of the chairs, her fingers wrapping around the frets, the demonic looking guitar sang with the voice of an angel. She closed her eyes, gracefully her fingers trailing up and down the fretboard, every note played with the utmost accuracy. Then, she started to get a little more into it, playing a bit faster, now her fingers flying across the metal strings, her pick thrashing them hard and heavy as soft lamentations became...growls of pure, unbridled anger.

Serah somehow managed to hear the guitar through the crowd. "Wait. what's that?" She queried as she began to walk towards the sound she was hearing, eventually happening upon the music room. She slowly opened the door and peeked inside. "Hello?"

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"Hello?"

As the voice caught her ear mid-thrashing, Evelyn stopped playing. Her eyes shot towards the girl standing in the doorway, glowing like two embers of Hellfire. "Who are you?" She asked, her tone a tad bitter.

@Flightless_Soul "Serah Dred." Serah spoke as she crossed her arms, trying to look threatening back.

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"Dred? How cute." Evelny smarted back rolling her eyes. Like this girl was threatening at all. Softly, she strummed the strings of her guitar, playing something akin to Tony Iomi's intro to Children of the Grave, but with her own little twists here and there. Of course, somebody else had to interrupt her musical muses.

~"Oooh! Who's that, Evvie? One of your little girlfriends?"~ The ghost snickered floating beside the goth girl, unseen by all but her that devilish grin of sharp teeth. "Shut up, Mimi!" She hissed under her breath at Miriam, then turned back to Serah. "So I guess you're here to bitch about the noise. Don't care really."

Yasmin had heard the noise and went into the classroom at super fast speed but stopped at the door and walked normally.

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"Great...more music critics." Evelyn muttered, now noticing another girl had moseyed in unnanounced. She sighed turning off the amp and stowing her guitar back in the gig bag, shoving her way past the two girls. ~"Awww! Don't you wanna stay and make some new friends, Evvie?"~ Beside her, Miriam giggled while levitating on her side, checking her nails red and sharp. ~"That nosferatu girl looked really cute. Why don't you ask her out?"~

"I thought I told you to shut up." Evelyn growled clenching her teeth. "I don't care if she is cute." Miriam sighed rolling her eyes, ~"That's the trouble with you, sweetie. You never give anyone the chance. The first girl you find attractive, you immediately shun. Oh how heartbroken they must be. Then again, your personality has much to be desired."~

"At least I'm not a fucking psycho like you." Ev remarked, taking from her black leather jacket a cigarette and lighting it.

~"And what's wrong with that, hmm?"~ Miriam retorted, a condescending smirk crossing her lips. ~"Take joy in the finer things in life, honey, even if it is causing chaos and discord. Which reminds me, why don't we go mess with the athletic girls again by turning their showers into blood? Oh I love to hear them scream in absolute horror!"~ <3

"Not interested." Bluntly Ev returned, and with that the ghost finally shut up, albeit pouting while Evelyn kept walking.

Yasmin sighed. She looked around the music room and found a keyboard and started playing and singing. She had wrote this song. She started doing the piano solo. Her voice was like an angel.