Cyrus keep his head down as he pushed through the crowds of students flocking and chatting around him. He looked down at his map, he had a singular room on the seventh floor. Bane sighed, 'ugh, more walking' the Oscillan conplained to himself. He got an idea, he looked up at the boys form building. He jumped up into the air, then created a vector field under his feet, he flew high into the air. Cyrus landed on the roof softly, and took the stairs that lead to the roof down to the seventh floor. He found his room, but when he opened the door, two people were already outside. A boy and a girl. "Uh, am I interrupting something? This is my room according to my paper, why are you guys in here?" He asked curiously. He noted that there was a boy made of darkness shadows and a girl who looked pretty human.

"oh sure no problem. Erm...oh" He said, realizing that he couldn't indicate things on the map with only his head.
"hang on a sec"

Shade whistled like he was calling a dog and a few seconds later his body hit the ground rather heavily. "That was surprisingly painful"
His body turned into a sort of mush and quickly reformed itself so that he could stand up and show Innocentia how the map worked.

"This center part is the main school building where all of the classes take place" He explained, indicating the largest building on the map "Some of the rooms and coridoors move themselves around and you'll occasionally find that one of your spell classes results in changing the way you have to get home again but the map should change itself to reflect the difference. Look there goes one now!" As he finished speaking one of the corridors marked 'Adv. Potions' faded away and was replaced with 'Mens W.C.'

"It can be a little confusing but the map has colors that show you were all your classes are. If you look at your papers there should be a color codded list of your classes, shouldn't be to hard to get around after a while"

Innocentia followed most of that, running a hand through her hair, as she was concentrated on him and the map she didn't realize she was losing a bit of her form until her hand came back wet. "really?" she quickly fixed it, solidifying again "that makes sense, so since i have rock-climbing, that says it's brown, so it'd be there?" pointing to a spot on the map "i hope i'm getting this right"

"Yeah that's right" Shade said, passing the map back to her "I wouldn't worry about getting it all right straight away. This place can be really confusing with so many different types of creatures and people around and the changing room and buildings, this is my third year here and I still have no idea what I'm doing. Besides classes won't start at all until tomorrow, and even then we have like a week of introductory stuff"

As Shade was speaking a small ball of energy came careening towards him, he quickly faded and the ball went right through him.
"Sorry!" Two men near the pond shouted, it looked like that had been playing energy ball and had hit the thing way too hard.

Shade turned to see that the ball had carried on and smacked right into the face of the Golem that he had spooked earlier in the day.
"Oh this is going to be fun" He chuckled under his breath "excuse me a minute wont you?" He said to Innocentia before he changing into a four legged version of himself and sprinted rapidly away around the corner of the dorm building, being rapidly pursued by the giant mass of earth and clay.

In complete awe Charlize stared open mouthed at the woman who had tree like characteristics. She had been in complete awe the whole time, her slate grey eyes wide in excitement and wonder. Everyone at this place was so unique and beautiful. Many things the girl only heard about in the stories her father had read to her when she was a child. Quickly she took memories of this place from port three to port one in her data bank. The bank consisted of three editable ports. Port one was memories, all things she wanted to keep safe belonged in port one. Port two was physicality, mentalities, and practicalities. This included things such as knowing how to walk, knowing how to speak, knowing not to punch yourself in the face when the doorbell rings and among other things. Port two was a no touch zone, as Charlize didn't want to corrupt any files that could mess her up in anyway. Port three was her short term memory slot. She often used this for just storing things for the day and week. It was by the weekend she'd lay in her bed and sort out all the information and place it in correct spot she felt fit.

"I am headmaster Willow, and as you all know, you are here because you are special, here you can feel safe, and learn to control your powers and your unique abilities in your own time, at your own pace, i wish you all happy days, please have a wonderful year!"

Charlize felt like clapping, so she did. It might have looked stupid, but it needed to be done. With a few odd looks, Charlize decided it was time to find her dorm room that she was promised. Placing her suitcase on the ground she knelt down and opened it up, digging through to find the papers she had been given a few weeks prior to her arrival here. Charli didn't have many things, so it didn't take her too long to find what she was looking for. "2-A" the girl nodded, storing the thought in her third memory port. Putting her suitcase back together she decided it was the best idea to follow some of the other female students, who would most likely lead the way to the dorm rooms.

Eureka! She was correct in her assumptions and made it there without having so much to look at the map. "2-A" Charli repeated looking at the grand Victorian architecture that made up the bones of the place. A smile crossed her pale lips, "I think I could get used to this." she said quietly, as she climbed the stairs, her hand tracing across the railing as she did.

Innocentia laughed again at the boy's antics and headed where the map told her was her dorm room. she found it quickly, and made a mental note that she had to thank jack again and headed up to her room,

when she got to her floor she saw another girl going into the room next to hers "excuse me, hello, i'm in the room right next to yours, i just wanted to say hello"
she took a step forward and put out a hand, remembering that her roommate had done it "i'm Innocentia, what's your name?"

After the conversation, Lillith got to put her things in order and finally get rid of her full bags. After doing that, the redhead looked out of her room and walked out, closing the door behind her. She started to walk down the halls of the building looking at the many people, knowing that a girl had finally befriend her and she was happy about that. More than happy. She was grateful that at least someone had paid attention to that shy and precious little girl.

Lillith moved to the schoolyard and sat by one of the benches with a little booklet which was about how to control her urges regarding the need of feeding with blood. She knew she would run out of blood, so she had to keep control of herself.

Shade ran around the dorm building a few times before the Golem gave up and stopped to catch it's breath. Shade giggled insanely as he perched himself on the roof of the building and watch the giant creature doubled over heaving and panting,

"That was too easy" He said lying on his back staring at the sky. " I really hope that he does't have any classes with me"

He propped himself up and looked out across the academy, he had no idea what to expect out of his latest year at the place, but he consoled himself in the knowledge that it would at least probably be interesting

"Who are you, little girl?" demanded a rather bossy guard outside the gates of the Academy.

"I am Keath Ross, a student of this learning facility."

"Rather late, aren't we?"

"I--" she stopped short. She was late? "I'm late?" she echoed.

"The gates are closed, aren't they?"

Keath, swearing silently to herself, took out her school identification card and student application form. "But I really am a student and I really didn't mean to be late on the first day of classes."

The guard looked behind her. "And where are your bags?"

"They're already inside." At the guard's confused expression, she added, "A gentleman by the name of Mr. Horacio Ross delivered them here earlier this week."

She watched as the guard took out a clipboard. He flipped some pages and, with her help, located the gentleman's name. "Alright," he said in a gruff voice. "You may go in."

Bowing her head slightly in his direction as thanks, she ran up the rest of the way to the school. Crowded corridors greeted her wherever she went. She had decided not to attract too much attention to herself this year and she felt that decision slowly slipping from her grasp. Quiet suddenly, she remembered not having to ask the principal for her dorm room assignment. She groaned. Not only does she have to walk from one building to another---from the dorms to the principal’s office, and back---but she also has to carry the heavy messenger bag slung on one shoulder the whole way. She gave a grunt and hurriedly made her way. The sooner she gets going, the sooner it’ll be over.

((OOC: My way of reminding you, dear game master, that I don’t have a room yet :D ))

"Excuse me, hello, i'm in the room right next to yours, i just wanted to say hello."

The voice stopped Charlize moments before she was about to step into her assigned room. Her head turned slightly as she looked at the girl with her cold eyes in a most friendly way they could manage. "Hello!" Charlize cooed, giving the girl a small smile. Her eyes watched the girl raise up her hand in a shake. How old fashioned! It was quite adorable when Charlize thought about it, not many people were so formal these days.

"i'm Innocentia, what's your name?"

Charli couldn't help but humor the girl and returned a hand shake. Setting a small spark between the two as she did. "Oh!" the woman exclaimed, pulling her hand back in shock. " Are your hands wet or something?" the girl asked bluntly rubbing the palm of her hand on the pair of dark jeans she had been sporting. After the small amount of water had been wiped away Charlize had remembered the girl's question, "Oh! I'm Charlize by the way. You can call me Charli though, thats what my friends used to call me." she trailed off with the last part, looking at the girl, examining her curiously.

The sky had turned a bright shade of orange by the time that Shade awoke from his impromptu nap.

"Bluerg" He spluttered, groggily "Where the hell?"

He hadn't moved an inch in a few hours having accidentally run out of energy while running away from the Golem.

"I wonder what the hell I'm supposed to be doing?" He said to the air, reaching for his timetable again. It took him a full 15 minutes of groggily groping around inside his own stomach before he remembered pinning it up inside his half finished bedroom fort. Shade yawn a big yawn and turned into smoke, slowly drifting through the roof and into his waiting room just below the roof.

His room was a random mix of sheets, duvets and mattresses, he had all but demolished the spare bed in an attempt to build somewhere he could happily relax and the result was a room that looked like a fabric jungle had just sprouted from it. Not a single inch of the room could be seen from inside the center of the bed based maze.

He grabbed the time table and map from his wall and threw himself like a small black bullet into the center of his mass of covers. He began cross checking the map with the timetable to figure out some sort of structure for his first week back, but the rooms had moved a lot since he last saw them and he had no clue where to start, even his first class was a complete mystery too him.

"Great start to the year" he groaned, sinking further into his pile of pillows. "Can't even understand the timetable"

Panting hard, she dropped dead on her bed. Her luggages were already in the room. As far as she knew, she was the only one staying in Dorm Room 2-C. The principal hadn't mentioned a roommate so far. Rolling on her back so she lay facing the white ceiling, she thought of what she should do for the rest of the day. According to her schedule, her first class was in the afternoon, but she didn't know if this day was her first day. After all, she was already late. Should she still bother attending with only a few hours to unpack?

Rolling on her side, she let the thought pass. She felt like sleeping right now. Attending classes didn't seem to be worth it right now. In a matter of seconds, she fell into a shallow sleep.

Innocentia smiled when the girl shook her hand in that odd way that her roommate had.

when the girl asked if her hands were wet she laughed "not exactly" she raised her hand and it liquified, still retaining the shape of her hand.
the girl gave her her name, Charlize, as she did this action.

"nice to meet you Charli" Innocentia said "i have to go, i hope we get to talk later"

The sun sank ever lower and lower as Shade attempted to wrap his head around the timetable and map that sat in front of him. It was getting dark and soon he wouldn't be able to see to read.

He pulled a candle out of his chest and sat it down next to him, fumbling in the region of his thigh to try and lay hands on his lighter. He finally dug out a batter and rusty Zippo lighter and lit the candle, extending his reading time for at least another hour.

He was really struggling to figure out where he was supposed to be going tomorrow, and the changes in room hadn't helped with that either. He once again set down the two pieces of paper and lay back on his pile of pillows, despite never sleeping he often found he needed time to relax and the fort was his favorite method or relaxing.

"I am in so much trouble tomorrow" He said to himself, closing one eye and drifting into the trance-like state that came with deep concentration.

Keath woke up in the middle of the night, starving and home-sick. She unzipped one of her bags and took out a few snacks. If only I could bring my home inside my bag like this, then I wouldn't be as lonely as I am now, she thought to herself. But, then again, there isn't much to miss back home. Horacio, whom she had come to call "Uncle Horace" was seldom at home. But whenever he was, he devoted all his time to keeping her company. One time, when Keath was only twelve, she noticed her Uncle Horace coming home late from work, dead-tired and down. She clung to him, gave him a sloppy welcome-home kiss, and urged him to play house with her. He had agreed without hesitating or having second thoughts. He had come to love her that much. He never raised his voice at her, but was always strict. He'd buy her presents, toys and take her shopping.

On the Eve of her sixteenth birthday, Uncle Horace brought home a girl who looked like her except this girl was older by three years and more mature. She was Jane, Keath's older sister. Uncle Horace, who had been a friend of their father since before either child had been born, knew about the first child. Their father and mother couldn't cope with Jane. What with their lack of a permanent home and job, they had no way to support their child. So they sent her away to her grandmother until they've saved enough for a house. Three years after that, they had Keath. By then, they could cope with a child, but only A child for they couldn't yet support two. So they waited patiently for the right time to take Jane back. On the day of the car crash, their father was promoted and their mother was a published novelist, and they were ready to take in Jane.

"Everything has a price to pay," she quoted. Mother and father wanted to tell me then, but I was only seven at that time. Maybe they thought I was too sensitive to be told the truth. And then they died. They died when they were ready to tell me.

Although Keath grew up with her Uncle Horace's selfless love around her, her experience with her biological uncle and his two sons turned her heart to stone and her tongue free of sensitivity. She was frank, insensitive, and cold. This facade only lifted when she was around the people she loved, the people she cared about.

She opened the window to her room and looked at the sky, her arms leaning on the window sill. The stars were twinkling brightly and the moon was full and sweet. It reminded her of... she shook her head. She mustn't think of any of these memories, or she'll be sucked into them and possibly change her choices. She made a promise to her sister. She promised not to use her ability, considering how powerful it is and could easily be corrupted, under any circumstances. Because going back to change the past will not only change the future, it could also worsen the problem.

Innocentia was tired.

she headed into her room and saw her room mate was gone so she went to her bed and pulled out the small box of rocks and set it on the bed.
there were a few rudimentary supplies in one of the cabinets, including a big bowl. "this'll have to do" she filled it up and walked back to her bed, setting it down on her desk she slowly dropped the rocks in it and it began to take on a clear, almost glowing appearance.
she quickly pulled a piece of paper out and quickly scribbled down "please leave this bowl alone, it's my only way back, thanks" and quickly wrote her name at the bottom, she had picked up writing quickly and so she had spelled most of it correctly and even spelled her name correctly.
then she sat it down beside the bowl and took a deep breath, liquefying herself, then she placed her hands in the bowl and slowly dissolved into it, going to the mythical resting place of all Naiads.