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Current Four years, such a long time. But after figuring out my life, and dealing with too much shit to count, I’m ready to start again!
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I'll agree with you, this is quite fun. Alright, I'll do that next one. Just saw this post after my last IC post.
Adrian watched her, practically helpless in the situation. He was simply forced to wait it out with her. He tried to help the best he could, helping her roll onto her side when se struggles. The sounds of the bones breaking inside her body was nightmareish, the sound of the shift filling the air.

She slowly finished shifting, and his eyes drifted across the wolf that now was laid in front of him. Small, he thought, at least compared to his own form. But Sabertooths are nearly the height of a human, so not quite a fair comparison. Once he was sure she was fully shifted, he reached out carefully and gently ran his hand through the fur on her shoulder.

He then spoke, his voice soft," you're good, you're safe now. Don't worry, just take deep breaths. I know it hurts, shifts like this are terrible. Happens to me too often then I'd care to admit. Just let your body relax..." He watched her, gauging her reaction to him still. On his forced shifts, he can be quite violent, so he is being slightly wary as of right now.
He allowed the fire to disappear as the ice fully changed to mist, nodding slightly as she talked. He softly ran his thumbs over her hands still, trying to provide some sort of comfort to her. He nodded softly at her and said," I understand, it happens to me often. I'll get you to somewhere safe, don't worry. But don't fight your shift, it will only make it hurt worse trying to stop it."

He gently supported her as she slumped over, and he moved, picking her up carefully, his muscles straining slightly as he did. He glanced around, looking for another door out of the auditorium. Going out the main entrance isn't ideal at this point in time. He soon spotted a side door and he made his way to it, adjusting his hold on the convulsing girl. He turned and pushed the door open, quickly exiting the room. He ideally would like her to be further away from the auditorium, but it's not easy to carry someone who is in the process of shifting.

He gently lowered her to the ground, crouching beside her. Three months without shifting. He would probably have gone insane by then, and would have had a melt down by then. He just knew he needed to get her away from the student population at least to help keep her calm as she can be. He was unsure how she would react to his own presence, but he wasn't going to abandon her right now.
A deep breath was drawn in, simply watching the ice move around. It was almost peaceful, the ice gently floating around. He generally wasn't fond of ice or cold, but this was different. He turned his head to watch the expressions on her face, she seemed happy, as if she felt at peace by the simple notion of using her powers. His eyebrows furrowed, however, as her expression changed, and mist filled the room. By the panicked expression on her face, he knew what was happening to her. It often happened to him, and is a main reason he doesn't use his powers for long.

He rose, raising the heat around him to quickly evaporate any mist near him, to allow himself to see. He made his way to her, carefully winding his way between the chairs. He used his powers to be able to see, even as it became increasingly difficult to see. He suddenly began to hear crashes, and he created a fire over his head a few feet, to evaporate the ice coming towards him. He climbed up onto the stage, grunting as he tripped over some ice on the stage. Spotting her on the stage, he made his way over to her.

He slowly walked near her, losing the temperature as to not hurt her. He kept the fire above him, for his own safety. He reached her and gently took her hands into his, a breath being drawn in at the difference in temperature between his hands and hers. He said," hey... Come on, it's alright. Just focus on me, look at me, there is nothing else going on around us. You are safe." He ran his thumbs over her hands, looking her straight in the eyes.
Now this was certainly interesting. He watched the girl he sat near earlier while eating. He watched her move, eyeing the ice that formed in the air. She obviously thought she was alone. He watched her, his eyes shinning in the darkness. He enjoyed watching her movements, it looked so carefree. Until she spotted him in the crowd, that is. A small grin formed on his face, and he gazed around the room, checking for anyone else in the room.

He stood up, slowly moving his hands. Small streams of fire formed, arching over objects, careful to not let the fire touch anything. It flowed through the air, his eyes lighting up further as he worked. His hands started to shake soon afterwards, and he let his hands fall to his sides, the fire disappearing. He found that his anger started to rise as he used his powers, and not desiring to have a flare up, he let the fire die out.

He looked at her with a small smirk," you don't need to stop because I'm in here, I doubt you'll hurt me." He sat back down, his hands shaking slightly still. He took deep breaths, covering back up the anger that threatened to rise to the surface with the use of his powers.
Adrian slowly made his way to dinning hall, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. His eyes seemed a light with fire, dancing in his eyes. Gazing around, his jaw clenching then unclenching rapidly. He didn't know how to handle his anger. He just buried it inside him when in public. Of course, when he's alone it can tend to be a different story. As soon as he entered the room, the facade of collectiveness was achieved, his body relaxing, a light look on his face. His eyes tended to give away his internal anger, but most didn't focus on his eyes, or know enough to understand the emotion in the raging depths.

He quickly grabbed some food, offered a polite smile cashier, before moving to sit down. He tried to sit down away from others, but he was forced to sit near another girl with brown hair. He didn't interact with her, sparing a quick glance her direction as he began eating. The collar on her neck quickly marked her as being an Xeinae. He glowered slightly down at his food, before masking it. He hated the stupid collar they gave his species. It made him feel like a pet that was supposed to run around to everyone's demand. With a quick shake of his head, he finished his food, looking around slightly. He stood up and threw away his trash, walking outside. He ran his hand through his hair, licking his lips clean at the same moment.

He headed down the hall, letting out a puff of air, which had some steam accompanied with it. The difference in temperature often causes steam, much like for normal people in the winter. He slowly entered the auditorium, looking around at the nearly empty room. Appears he was a little early. He looked around briefly before going and sitting down, getting comfortable in the chair, leaning back slightly in it. His eyebrows furrowed, looking at the stage. He hoped this wasn't going to be boring and stupid, and was quick. He just wanted to get to going to classes. Hopefully they were exciting and allowed time to vent.
Awesome! I'll have a post up in a bit.
I'm so excited for this to start, I feel like this is going to be a great rp.
I'll reserve myself the demon, but he seems like he would be my type of character. I'll begin to work on a character sheet.
I guess so haha, it was just the picture that best for my idea, which I had help from Anna in finding that picture.
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