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Joryldin Nailo
After the first day of school, Joryldin had simply fallen off the radar. He was nowhere to be seen in any of his lectures, with the exception of Vampire Biology, and none of the other Embraced were able to find him after class. He asked only enough questions to achieve an acceptable class participation grade, and was impossible to pin down outside of lecture hours. In all of his other classes, he turned in papers on time and sent thurough independent research over Email to his study groups for them to use in group assignments. From a purely numerical standpoint, he was a perfect student.
His mage didn't catch much more of him than anyone else did. Dakota would see him poring over his computer at the desk in his room for hours, only ever rising to go into the kitchen, down a vial of blood, and promptly wash it before placing the glass tube back in its holder. The man had yet to even entertain the idea of biting her, but he had realized long ago that there was no point in fasting. Occasionally he would be willing to sit down with Dakota and play some video games, where he quickly learned she was far better at almost all of them. It seemed like every day, more and more emotion drained out of the fledgling vampire. The most that Dakota could get out of him while she was hooting and hollering during Mario Party was a small smile and chuckle. More concerning than that, however, were his eyes, which constantly held a dark red glow even when he smiled that told one of two things; hunger, or rage.
"I don't seriously have to wear this, do I?" He mumbled over the phone behind closed doors.
"Of course! I spent-... Well nevermind how much I spent, the point is this is one of the biggest parties of the year and you're going to look your best!"
"You stole it from the dressing room of another play again, didn't you?"
"Shhh~! Details, details..."
Joryldin rolled his eyes. "One of these days you're gonna get in trouble for this." He tucked the phone between his cheek and his shoulder as he inspected the ensemble that came in the mail. It was outlandish to say the least. As Joryldin pulled the tie tight and rested the coat at elbow level, he couldn't help but feel like some flapper lady from the 20's. A small white eye-mask with black trim sat on his nose as he tried to mentally brace himself for the night ahead. "Love you, mom... Bye."
An hour later, Joryldin found himself sitting on the edge of the ballroom at at empty table as music and wine and blood flowed everywhere. It was the first time people had seen him in weeks, and the impression he made was a completely different beast than when the semester started. One leg crossed over the other knee, and his chin resting on his bent wrist as the fledgling's elbow sat on the table... Without even realizing it, his body had taken the most optimal sultry pose it could. His neutral scowl had faded into an equally seductive pout.
His moody red eyes scanned the dance floor, keeping an eye out for Kota to make sure they were safe.