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Rosewood- the School for the Gifted

Rowan Delacroix

The look of uncertainty on Rowan's face transitioned to one of more concern as Leval spoke about his past. She noticed his fingers reaching up to wrap loosely around his right arm but she didn't pay much attention to it. The mention of young vampires seemed to spark a series of emotions and memories that the human wasn't too fond of. His attitude towards the end of his statement triggered something within him, and his amiable aura had become quite ominous. She felt tempted to reach out and comfort him, but Rowan knew not how to respond to his tale. Following his slight pause towards the end of his recollection Leval's body startedto expand into the intimidating creature from before. The vampire knitted her brows and pursed her lips. She drew her hands back to her knees and rested her chin on her arms. "It would appear I touched upon a sensitive subject." Her eyes shifted downwards, averting her gaze from the boy she had riled up unintentionally.

A few moments passed and Leval's presence appeared to have calmed down. "Like I said though, they were young... and stupid." Rowan closed her eyes completely and pondered on an appropriate response. "I myself haven't come into contact with many others of my kind." She settled her head on the arm opposite of Leval, focusing her stare on the other side of the room. "He must be festering a hatred for vampires... it's understandable, I've heard many stories regarding those on the 'outside...' Is it really possible for creatures with two different mindsets to coincide with one another?" Rowan held her breath for a moment. "I-... sorry." She was unsure of what she was actually apologizing for- was it for bringing up unpleasant memories or was it on behalf of her whole race?

Rosewood- the School for the Gifted

Rowan Delacroix

Rowan sat with her gaze fixated on the slight movements of the students who were slowly starting to fill up the room. Leval plopped down next to her and left a fair distance between her. Her eyes flitted to the side for a moment to catch a glimpse of the human, but she quickly shifted her attention back to the other presences. They were all creatures she hadn't associated herself with, and she wasn't sure if she was going to anytime soon. Some appeared more intimidating than others and she made sure to steer clear of those who came off as such. Others were clearly injured from their battles prior; one particular female demon gave off the slightest scent of blood followed by a human boy who's aura seemed to be quite... charred. Rowan nestled her nose into the crook of her elbow as she waited for the silver-horned being to move along. The faint smell proved to be rather bothersome to her sensitive nose. "Rosewood has quite the selection. Humans, demons, vampires...-" Her list was interrupted by the voice of the boy perched beside her.

"This is certainly taking a while huh?" Rowan lifted her head from her sleeve and rested her head on its side. Facing Leval, she procured a slight nod and a soft murmur of agreement. Her gray eyes wandered to the small tuft of hair on his head. Rowan studied his profile for some time. "Humans have such interesting features." She thought ironically in her head as she stifled a faint chuckle. The vampire turned her head to face forward once again, hugging her knees closer to her chest. "Shall I thank him one more time? No, perchance it would come off as too modest." Rowan closed her eyes and let out an inaudible sigh, then she recalled Leval saying something that caught her attention some time ago.

"Leval Lamrue." Rowan began unsteadily, lifting her head from her arms completely. She turned to face him properly. "You... you claim you've been bit before, correct?" Her curiosity was triggered, and the question that loomed in the back of her mind was evident- "He's come into contact with vampires before?"

Rosewood- the School for the Gifted

Rowan Delacroix

"Here let me get that." Rowan glanced up at Leval with a confused expression on her face. "What is he-?" The human motioned towards her hand that was exposed from beneath her cloak. She clutched the wrist with her other hand and prepared to turn down the proposal. "It's alright, I..." The vampire's timid voice trailed off as he reached out to her. Rowan cast her eyes away from Leval, nodding and easily giving in to his offer. When his hand clasped around her wrist gently, she felt quite a difference in the temperature of their skin. Warmth spread from the spot he touched, and Rowan watched his movements closely. Her other hand gripped her robe tightly when she felt herself become a little embarrassed. Her eyes shifted uncomfortably around the room as her face warmed up in response. "I don't recall ever feeling this warm so often. Perhaps the atmosphere of the school is altering my ambiance."

Rowan concluded that the school was causing her to heat up accordingly, so she put herself at ease. She eyed Leval's hands as he discarded the used napkin on the table, then he went on to introduce himself. "Oh sorry!" Rowan was startled by Leval's sudden outburst, but she cleared her throat and pulled her hands close to her chest. She nodded her head at him in thanks and waved shyly at the human girl in place of a "good-bye." The vampire rubbed the back of her hand where the streak of red once was while she made her way over to the oak doors behind Leval. When he held the door open for her, she halted in the door way and parted her lips to speak, but she shook her head and proceeded to exit the infirmary. The two of them walked side by side in silence, and they strolled towards the classroom at a relaxed pace.

The training hall was still empty when they had finally arrived. "These battles are quite time-consuming. Will the students have enough energy to participate in the team battles?" Rowan pondered as she made her way back over to the shaded area of the classroom. She sat down and hugged her knees to her chest, resting her chin on her arms.

Rosewood- the School for the Gifted

Rowan Delacroix

Shortly after exiting the portal, Rowan stood before the large oak doors of the infirmary. "Certainly he should be here already..." She drew in a deep breath and placed both of her hands on each handle. Hesitance was a running theme for Rowan, but she eventually gathered her bearings and opened the entrance. Light shone through the white curtains of the medical wing in vast amounts, but her attention was focused on locating Leval. She slipped past the female elf and peeked around the corners of each screen that separated the individual cots. Rowan felt herself become more and more anxious as she struggled to find the human she had sent to the clinic. "Where is he? Has he not arrived yet?" The vampire gripped her wrist in one hand while the other tightened into a fist. She stood in the middle of the room and looked down at the floor, her black strands of hair flowing messily by the sides of her face. "Should I have gone to the training hall and retrieved him myself?" When she lost herself in thought once again, another unfamiliar voice interjected. “Hello? You there, with the black hair. Are you okay?”

Rowan gasped slightly and turned to face the new presence. A girl who appeared to be a human dressed in attire that was rather eye catching had spoken up, a look of concern in her unique eyes. Rowan habitually looked behind her to see if perhaps she was mistaken, but of course she was the only other person in that general direction. She ushered a courtly nod in the human girl's direction and prepared to turn away from her. However, she realized that looking on her own would get her nowhere. "Pardon me for asking... would you happen to know if another student has been admitted here recently?" Rowan began unsteadily while she continued to glance around the infirmary. The answer to her question came shortly after she had asked; the dark timbered doors swung open to reveal a stretcher being wheeled in by two creatures in surgical masks. "What do we have here?" The nurse slid out from behind her desk on her unconventional office chair and lowered her glasses to observe the patient from afar. "Set him down over there." She waved over to one of the free beds nonchalantly and returned to her desk.

The two masked helpers pushed the gurney over to the designated cot and moved away from the male human. One of the creatures raised a hand slightly, and the gravity around Leval shifted in a way that maintained his current position while gently lifting him up into the air. As he was suspended the Gravitin flicked its wrist in a swift motion, and soon the unconscious patient was placed cautiously on the linen cloth of the bed. Rowan watched with curiosity as they maneuvered the boy's body with great care. "Thank you." The elf emerged from her corner and rolled the sleeves of her lab coat up to her elbows. The two assistants bowed and saw themselves out of the infirmary in silence, and the nurse got to work soon after their departure. She scanned his body for the potential injuries before she held her hands out over the targeted areas. A warm yellow light was emitted from the palms of her hands while she moved them gingerly along the entirety of his figure.

The vampire found herself a seat by the bedside and sat on the edge of the chair, watching the Druid's movements closely. Only moments later, the nurse let out a sigh and stepped back from her client. "All done. He should be as good as new by the time he wakes up." She offered Rowan a wide grin before she made her way back to her desk. "If you two need anything else, you know where to find me."

Rowan sat stiffly in her seat. Her eyes trailed to the human girl that called out to her earlier, but she averted her gaze in order to avoid any unwanted attention. She remained idle for a short interval of time. Occasionally she brought her hands up to her identification necklace and prodded at the red gem in the center with the tips of her fingers. As she kept to herself for most of the visit, Rowan was silent while her thoughts kept her occupied. "Shall I return to class? No, it would be better to wait for him to awake." A few more minutes passed and she was tempted to look over at the human girl again out of curtosy, considering she hadn't left the infirmary yet and they were both sitting quietly. Rowan's eyes trailed down to the other creature's exposed skin that was decorated with fresh cuts and bruises. The vampire opened her mouth to speak but she quickly whipped her head around when she heard rustling from the bed sheets. Leval sat up, clearly groggy from his abrupt nap. "Whose power is that?" Rowan raised an eyebrow at his question since she did not have an answer, and he continued on to test his repaired limbs.

Eventually, Leval turned to face the other two creatures in the room and inclined his head in Rowan's direction. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to worry you. I take it you brought me here? Thank you." The vampire shook her head and stood up from her seat to issue another bow in response. With her head still lowered, she spoke up saying, "You need not apologize, I felt it necessary to send for help. It was not me who brought you here, so I am not worthy of your gratitude."

Rosewood- the School for the Gifted

I hope it won't be a problem if I add a nurse npc for my next post? :3

Rosewood- the School for the Gifted

That moment when you accidentally hit post without re-reading what you wrote XD

Rosewood- the School for the Gifted

Rowan Delacroix

Rowan held her hand up in front her forehead in an attempt to block out the strong rays of the sun streaming through the windows. "His shoulder was injured before the fight?" She made to tug her hood down over her face, but her discomfort was alleviated when an umbrella suddenly appeared and levitated a fair distance above her. She lowered her wrist from her eyes and looked over to Leval, who was already making his way carefully over to a shaded area of the deserted training hall. "Perhaps it would be better if you went to the medical wing now, rather than after the fight." The vampire removed her hood and glanced up at the parasol shielding her from the blazing light and back over at the injured human. With a sigh, she strode towards the wall he was perched under and timidly sat down beside him, leaving more than a few inches between them. "It appears that humans do not have the capability to regenerate as quickly as vampires." Rowan sat up with her back resting against the wall and her legs stretched out before her. She folded her hands neatly in her lap and pulled the large sleeve of her cloak over her wrist that still carried the red stain.

"Well that was an interesting fight, I can't believe how fast you are. Does your hair always change like that?" Leval spoke up once again, a hint of weariness in his voice. Rather than responding, Rowan nodded kept her gaze trained at the wall across the room. He chimed in once again, but his voice started to falter towards the end of his sentence. "Listen about the blood, really not a big deal. Had a choice this time... knew the barrier would..." From the corner of her eye, Rowan noticed his head droop onto his arm. "Did he faint?" She turned to face him completely with a look of concern on her face. Her angst subsided when she realized he had just gone to sleep. "Should I take him to the infirmary or leave him to rest?" She scooted a little closer to the human and knelt by his right side. "I shouldn't disturb him. It would be best to leave him to rest for now and seek out Mr. Fiji myself." Rowan stood up from her spot and brushed herself off. She stared making her way over to the portal, glancing over her shoulder at Leval every so often. "Is it really alright to leave him alone like this?"

She tapped the floating keys in the elevator to enter the main level of the school into the holographic device. "-It would be better for me to get Leval Lamrue some assistance; I'm afraid of how much blood he lost as a result of my foolish actions." The portal shook beneath her feet, but she clung to the railings to steady herself. Rowan soon found herself in the lobby, and her head was spinning as a result of the tremulous ride. She clutched the side of her face and staggered down the stairs towards the front desk where the receptive elf resided. "Mr. Fiji, there is an injured student in the Combat Training room who is in need of your aid. A human- Leval Lamrue, rank C..." Her voice shook, but she was determined to get Leval the help he needed. "Is that so? Alright, I'll send for some help to transport him to the infirmary. I assume it was a result of a rough battle, hmm?" The tall elf joked as he swiped his fingers across a holographic keyboard. Rowan remained silent as she lowered her eyes away from Yayo. "-Er, sorry... I was just poking fun. You can meet him in there in a little bit. It's on the 2nd floor, West Wing." The vampire bowed politely before making her way back to the portal. This time, she entered the keys "2-W" and was headed for the clinic.

Rosewood- the School for the Gifted

Rowan Delacroix

Rowan shut her eyes while she drained her victim of his blood. She was enthralled by the richness of Leval's vital fluid, and she continued to silently consume it until she was restored to full health. However, she was separated smoothly from the human when a pulse was emitted from Leval's skin, exerting a mild force that nudged her away from him. Rowan did not put up much of a fight as she had started to regain her senses once she was disconnected from the other being. The remnants of his blood dribbled down the corner of her mouth and she hurriedly wiped her lips with the back of her hand. After realizing what she had just committed a wave of embarrassment passed over her, heating up her cheeks correspondingly. "A-Ah... what have I done?" Her voice shook as she looked down at her hand, furrowing her brows at the red stains that contrasted against her pale skin. "Not the first time I've been bit. Feel better?" Rowan lifted her head slowly to stare at Leval abjectly. She clenched her fists in her lap as she knelt on the floor. The vampire awkwardly cast her eyes away from the human.

"...I am terribly sorry for my brash actions. P-Please forgive me, I let my weakness get the better of me." Rowan mumbled nervously, rising from her position as she did so. She felt significantly better after consuming another's blood, but this instance was the first time she had tasted blood so distinctive in her lifetime. She quickly shook her head of such thoughts and nimbly made her way over to her cloak which was tossed over to the side of the room. Tugging it over her shoulders once again, she draped herself in the black cloth and pulled the hood over her head before gliding over to the door behind Leval. Her attention was caught by the makeshift bandage wrapped around the hand she had bit. Rowan quivered with guilt for a moment and reached both of her hands out to grab his loosely. She wrinkled her brows and met the gaze of the human, a look of remorse in her eyes. Pursing her lips, she reluctantly let go and approached the door. When she pushed it open, she squinted once she met the glaring rays of the sun passing through the tall windows of the training hall once again. She stepped to the side and held the door open. Rowan waited courteously for Leval to exit before closing it carefully behind him, and she watched as it disappeared back into the wall whence it came.

Rosewood- the School for the Gifted

Rowan Delacroix

The vampire knew she was losing grip of her consciousness. With half-lidded eyes, Rowan felt as if the the room around her had dropped severely in temperature. The original color of her irises returned along with her pupils. However, their tone was dull and lacking in their usual sheen. Her eyelids drooped even further as the coldness loomed over her, causing her to shiver ever-so-slightly. She was so drained of energy, she hadn't noticed the footsteps that had approached her just a few moments after she collapsed; the strides were significantly lighter than the previous creature's.

The creaking of the wood beneath the other's feet managed to keep Rowan from slipping into a deep sleep. The movement coming from beside her came to a gradual stop, and the room was filled with silence once again. After what seemed like a lifetime, a bead of something warm dripped right between her parted lips and into the small space. A very palatable taste filled her mouth, something savory that she had not experienced for the longest- human blood. From just a sparse amount, Rowan felt warmth sweep over her entire body. A few more droplets filtered into her mouth, which she lapped up eagerly. The heaviness that weighed her down was lifted in an instant when such an exquisite sweetness spread throughout her.

The small sample of blood triggered her thirst once again, except she was far too unstable to be able to control her senses. "More." Rowan whispered frantically as she blindly reached for the source of the liquid. Her hand latched onto the Leval's wrist and she hoisted herself upward in one swift motion. Without so much as asking his consent, the vampire tightened her grip on the human's arm and pulled the wounded hand to her lips. She licked her lips hungrily before running her tongue along the teeth marks he had made. All of her attention was focused on the alluring meal before her, her mind clouded with the desire for Leval and his blood. Rowan proceeded to sink her fangs into the clammy palm after prepping the smooth surface with her saliva, easily breaking the skin to create two streams of the crimson substance she usually abstained from drinking; she consumed the blood without hesitation due to her lack of self control.

Rosewood- the School for the Gifted

Rowan Delacroix

"My attack was not very effective. Will I even be able to make a dent in this tank?" Rowan rose from the ground only to feel a dull throbbing sensation in her head. She caught herself unsteadily and brought a hand to the side of her face. "Just bear with it for a little longer..." The vampire shook her head to rid herself of the pain. Her attention was then drawn to the malformed human that appeared to be initiating another skill. A shudder went down her spine as she watched Leval's jaw shift abnormally out of place, and her eyes darted around the area when the thick haze filled the capacity of the room.

Rowan's vision was obscured by the fog, but she managed to keep her focus set on the massive silhouette in the distance. "Why is he simply standing there? Is he planning on making use of this smoke?" Rather than dwelling on what the enemy could be doing, Rowan made use of the new state and slithered silently through the mist. Just as she reared up behind her foe, the figure erupted into a chain of lights and disorienting clamor. "D-Decoy?!" She lost her mental composure as her senses were augmented from the sudden explosion. Rowan covered her eyes with both her arms and stumbled backwards, nearly falling flat onto her back. "I cannot see... my hearing is impeded..." She struggled to remain upright and an unknown force crept up behind her while she was distraught. A direct hit to the back of her head sent her body straight to the ground, already listless from overexertion. A groan of pain escaped her lips, and she lay motionless as she succumbed to the numbness that stemmed from the source of impact. For a brief moment, the vampire found her voice, which was very light and hoarse from the lack of energy. "I... lost..." The prominent streak of white faded to black and her eyes began to close, sleep threatening to take over her.