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Post by Veronique Poulain on Apr 9, 2009 22:01:25 GMT -5
This is a typical dorm, with light gray walls, one window, two beds, two desks, one television, and a bathroom adjoining to Dorm 304. They may decorate it in any temporary manner they like, such as posters and pictures and things.
Lina currently has no roommate.
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Post by klaries on Apr 13, 2009 11:26:42 GMT -5
This was nice. Her own room, just like back in Latvia. Lina's eyes scanned every detail of her new home.
Lina gasped! Look! A window! Lina flitted over to it and opened it wide. The birds' continuous song was bothersome, but she decided that the fresh air was worth far more. The window sill looked so inviting, too, because she had just walked through the castle for a long while with Rudy. She sat there and laid her head against the wall, continuing her tour of the dorm from her perch.
Two moderately comfortable-looking beds. Lina was anxious to meet the person who would be sleeping in the other. -- What would she be like? -- Desks for studying. She hoped the subjects would be interesting. Next in her line of sight was a televi-- Lina nearly fell out the third-story window. What was this madness? A television? A big box of cords and chips and electricity? Here, in her dorm? No. This simply would not do.
Lina's pale brow furrowed, indicating the intense thoughts being produced in her head. She was like a frightened wild animal, ready to pounce. However, Lina was powerless against this beast. She was too weak to move the TV, and she was too afraid to touch it by any means. Desperate, Lina pulled a large stick off of the ground outside, floated it up to the window, and hurled it with all her mental might at the center of the television. Clang! The screen cracked in five directions from the point of impact. The stick was still lodged through the glass. Impressed by her accomplishment, Lina brought a handful of small rocks up to the window, and they, too, flew at the contraption, denting its sides and chipping the glass that was now nearly shattered.
Lina continued to do this, creating a racket that echoed down the corridors, until she was satisfied. Still sitting comfortably on the window sill, she slipped off her shoes and socks and tiptoed around the pieces of glass on the floor to the bed farthest from the door. That episode had exhausted her in more than one way, so she snuggled on top of the blanket and closed her eyes.
A second or two later, her eyelids jumped open in fright. She gazed at the big destroyed box. It seemed to be staring right back. Sparks were still being emitted from behind the sharp remaining fragments of the screen. That thing was taunting her. Every spark got closer and closer to Lina's toes. The thing grew legs, and arms, and menacing hands, and the hands reached out for Lina. One spark hit the bedclothes, and fire surrounded her. She tried to find a way out, but there was none. She stood up on the bed to see over the rising flames, and she couldn't find him. Jacob--where was Jacob? Lina tried to cry out for him, but the smoke was choking her; she was losing her breath quickly. Panic set in, and she used her last ounce of strength to loudly whisper, "Rudy?! ... Rudy!"
"RUDY!!!" Lina screamed at the top of her lungs, her eyes squinted shut. It echoed through the halls louder than the crashes of the television being destroyed. Her unblinking grey eyes opened wide as she sat up straight on her bed. The fire was gone; her bed wasn't even singed... But that thing was still there, still creating sparks. The plug jerked out of the wall without visible assistance, and Lina sat clutching her throat with her knees to her chest, completely still.
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Apr 13, 2009 12:52:33 GMT -5
Rudy had been on his way back to his room, enjoying the rare moment of peaceful silence, when a distant crash resounded through the hall. Hmm.... That was strange. It sounded like it was coming back from the girl's dormitories, and as far as he knew, the only female in the vampire dorms was Lina.
He turned, walking briskly toward her room. It was probably nothing, he thought, just...just something falling. She was probably fine.
Another crash, the sound of glass. That didn't sound good... Rudy picked up the pace. It sounded almost like a window breaking, which most likely meant Lhachlhass, and probation or no, he wasn't going to let Lina be attacked by that rabid little urchin. He'd take every ounce of punishment The Headmaster and his parents could throw at him, if he had to, but he wasn't going to let Lhachlhass harass a poor, innocent girl.
A piercing, desperate scream of his name shot through the air as he neared the dorm. Rudy threw open the door with all his might, nearly cracking the wood in his fervor. He mentally cursed himself for not bringing his sword. It wasn't anything overly impressive -- Academy students, even seniors, weren't allowed to carry the good weapons for security reasons -- but it would sure as hell be better than nothing. He supposed he would just have to wing it.
"Lina!" he shouted, glancing frantically around the room. "What's wrong?"
He caught sight of Lina, curled up and trembling on the bed, and the broken television set -- or what used to be one, he supposed -- which was currently emitting sparks and making a few dying noises. He walked slowly toward Lina, as cautious as if he were approaching a frightened deer, kneeling beside the bed. "Lina," he asked softly, "What happened?"
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Post by yuuki on Apr 13, 2009 13:39:56 GMT -5
Yuuki was walking in the courtyard when suddenly a stick started floating up off the ground. She looked around for a mage or the source of the flying stick but didn't see anyone. Then she heard a crash come from the room that the stick went into. Followed by a few rocks going up to join the stick. Yuuki thinks to herself "Isn't that the vampire dorms . I think I want to meet the person that is doing this. Either they are a brave mage that is hanging out with a vampire or they are a gifted vampire either way it might be fun. Hmm. Should I turn and show up that way or show up the way I am." She looks down at her self and makes the decision to. . . Rudy's name resounds out through the air. Yuuki no long cared what form she was in she just wanted to get there as fast as possible and started running. Rounding the corner to the correct hallway as Rudy was kneeling down in front of the amazingly frightened looking vampire. Yuuki stops short and locks eyes with The vampire with such a mixture of feelings going through her that she doesn't know what to deal with first. Yuuki decides that she is going to turn and go running through the woods for a while to try to sort through these things. Forgetting or just not caring that she will be destroying her clothes again and turning with a loud howl right there and then in the hall way. Then she was gone.
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Post by Lhachlhass on Apr 13, 2009 14:46:54 GMT -5
There was the outer sill, he smiled and grabbed the frame swinging his lithe form into the room with practiced ease.
His bare feet each hit silently against the soft carpeted floor. He looked around quickly, his cat shaped eyes narrowing even more.
"Did they hurt you my lady!? Those bastards used cold iron didn't they? I told them they should have told me where the ice cream truck was!!"
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Post by klaries on Apr 13, 2009 21:17:20 GMT -5
Lina remained there for quite some time, unable to speak. Two or three minutes passed that way. In slow motion, one slender leg slid out of her arms, then the other, and she stood back up on her tiptoes. She avoided stepping on the glass that littered the path between her bed and her window, and then she spoke, eyes on the clouds.
"Yes, they did," she responded to the frantic ice cream truck maniac, "I'm glad you came when you did. You scared them off." She understood this type of people, and they could return the favor. Rudy, on the other hand, was just like every other confusing person, but he tried. Lina did not want to explain everything to Rudy. Not so soon. She doubted he would be able to comprehend it anyway. She turned to him, not knowing how else to explain it, and said, "That is what happened." Her eyes again lacked emotion.
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Apr 13, 2009 21:59:29 GMT -5
Rudy caught Yuuki's eyes before she raced out. He half-stood, turning toward her. "Yuuki, wait--damn!" He moved toward her, bit his lip, and knelt back beside Lina. Yuuki would be alright...Lina needed his help right now.
When Lhachlhass burst through the window, Rudy jumped to his feet, assuming a defensive position. "Lhachlhass, you--!"
He paused at the brief exchange between the two. He didn't trust this psychotic little whelp to use a plastic spoon, let alone to be around an innocent young woman, but she seemed to understand him, somehow...
"Are you sure, Lina?" he asked patiently. It was his responsibility to see that she was safe, true, but he had no reason to believe Lhachlhass was actually dangerous -- crazy, true, but no dangerous. And if he thought she was like him, he'd probably even be nice to her. "If it's ok with you then..."
He wandered over to the busted television set, studying it for a moment. "If you don't mind, then, I'll take this to the Headmaster," he said softly. "I'll tell her it was an accident." He carefully unplugged the broken TV, scooping up the pieces into his arm and sweeping up the shards of broken glass, dumping them into the broken television.
He glanced back at her. "Be careful, Lina, okay?" he said kindly. "If you ever need anything, remember you can call me." He shot Lhachlhass a warning look before heading out the door.
Right...so, he had to take the broken television to Veronique -- or, alternately, he could take it to his mother, who would probably be much more understanding than the Headmaster. Then he had to go figure out what on earth was wrong with Yuuki!
Rudy marched down the hall, careful not to go too fast and scatter the broken bits of glass and circuits all over the floor.
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Post by klaries on Apr 13, 2009 22:46:25 GMT -5
Lina waved to Rudy until he was out of sight. Immediately after he left, Lina telepathically slammed the door and sharply turned her head in the direction of the ice cream man, as she had named him. "Who are you?" she began, her eyes narrowing in the same way as his. Her face now expressed as much emotion as a normal person's did, and it was currently showing curiosity and suspicion. Suspicion of what? She didn't know. People like this didn't come around often, and when they did, it was rare that they were good news.
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Post by Lhachlhass on Apr 15, 2009 6:55:49 GMT -5
Lhachlhass was unphased by the change in demeanor. When asked to introduce himself he smirked and stood up as straight as he could. "I am Lhachlhass, Son of King Finvarra of the Court of Dreams, I am the abandoned and the abandoner. I am the Sgiathach" He declared proudly. And then doubt passed over his odd face for a moment. "But for the time.. my beautiful cloak of feathers is gone and I cannot find my Sidhe.. but I will! But first I will catch that damned Ice Cream Truck!!"
*What he said in plain English: He's the son of the king of summer court, the "winged" , and he's in the opposite court as his family. Or so he thinks.
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Post by klaries on Apr 15, 2009 23:11:27 GMT -5
Curious. Lina had to pause to process his words, too, not because he was a confusing person, but for all of the grand language he chose to use. Something struck her, though. If he was, indeed, so high of status, why was he here at Dunehelden? There were better places one of these people could be. "It must have been their fault," she said aloud, "They destroy anything they can get their hands on. We need to find those people. Get to that ice cream truck." Her right eyebrow slid upwards, and her eyes twinkled, indicating the formation of a glittering blend of determination and mischief.
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Post by Lhachlhass on Apr 17, 2009 17:23:49 GMT -5
Lhachlhass sighed and rolled his eyes. "That's ridiculous, it's not here now. It's passed for the day. Anybody knows that it doesn't come through twice a day."
He shook his head, these people here were so out of it, they didn't know a thing. And then they treated him like he was the insane one, oh yes, he'd noticed how they thought of him. This girl in front of him was a bit more lucid but not by much. He'd have to speak slowly for her he thought.
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Post by klaries on Apr 21, 2009 19:45:39 GMT -5
"Oh, sorry. I'm new here. I don't know these things," she apologized, displaying her embarrassment like any normal person would. "When will it come back?"
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