~Marigold High~(Invite only)

[E'jira]

Ejira~

The Nightbeast had let John out her grip soon than she should have. As one boy disappeared down the hall, another came forth. Ejira made something like a 'shhhh' sound before kneeling down by the fallen girl. A hand was placed on the puncture marks, a healing touch. Change was visible in her form as the poison flowed from Cailyn's body to Ejira's. Her features soon became more like the terrifying ones of a pure-blood vampire. The sounds of grinding and crunching bones echoed in the air just a moment as her skeleton changed. The poison began to dissolve, burned out trying to bind with Ejira's ever changing life force. Something like dust floated off of her skin as her body returned to what appeared to be human, moving from her fingers and horns down to toes that wiggled against the cold floor. She shook her head and hands as a tingling sensation overtook her. "She'll be fine...Can't move her for at least an hour, but she'll live." Ejira appeared to be wearing something along the lines of pajamas in today's society. To an educated being, she wore the simple clothes from an ancient civilization that was destroyed long ago. Her long red hair swooshed about as she performed a slight bow. "I believe it was only 3 centuries ago I last met one of your kind. Timelings aren't as common as they use to be."

[thatdragonboy]

Kronos

Finishing taking her in, Kronos looked back through his memory for such a girl. True, it had been centuries for outside parties, but time was no constraint to him. "I'll make sure the nurse knows," he replied briskly. "Likewise. I fear that my kin have begun to frown apon offspring." Something was vagely familiar about her, but nothing came to mind. "Are you attending this 'school' as well?"

Earlier that night, Kronos walked into the nurses office and checked to make sure she was out. After a few brief moments t take in the room, Kronos placed the note at just the right location for the nurse to find not a moment too early. Satisfied with his task, he returned to <<DATA EXPURGED>>

[~hope Mikaelson~]

(Bump)

[Kokonutkairi]

º•˙Spec˙•º

"Th-that's not your girlfriend!" I burst into the blood-choked hallway. The little confidence I had summoned instantly vanished. Instead of saving Cailyn from whatever had caused her distress (leaving me as a valiant hero), I had stumbled awkwardly into a scene that seemed to have already been resolved. I felt as out of place and useless as a My Little Pony who had stepped into a Batman movie. My face a heat haze, I recognized the looming woman that had frantically spoke in Welsh earlier. The other person present was a pale boy I had never seen before. Yet, there he was, before the body of--

"Cailyn!" I yelped, leaping next to her bloody, motionless body. My heart felt as if it were clogging up my throat. "What happened?"

((I'm sorry, Rymber--Spec totally ignored your question! X)

I'll post more later!!))

[~hope Mikaelson~]

Cailyn
My eyes started to open.I was lost.Where im I.I thought.I saw this guy next to me.I looked over and saw John.Then it got to me that he took blood form me.I tried to get up but i was week.Then I said "Help me."I looked at the guy next to me and smiled.He saved me form John."Then i said get me away form him.He drink my blood."

[Kokonutkairi]

≈Lyric≈

"Huh?" I wondered stupidly aloud. A young man, eyes as cold as steel, had his hand intertwined with Amira's. I glanced at Rymber, who was several paces away. Wasn't my roommate all googly-eyed over that golden-gazed freshman just the day before? If my memory wasn't faulting me (as it very well may have, since I was renowned for having the recollection of a goldfish), she had even been especially keen on giving him a drawing that she had put her heart as well as her hand into. And now here was this strange new guy who Amira had suddenly claimed as her boyfriend.

Though I felt completely out the loop, I didn't let it show. Instead, I nodded at Shooter like some bobblehead, with the mile smile pasted on my face to boot. "Nice to meecha, Shooter," I bobbled.

My mind skimmed back to the not-so-faroff days when I reigned over my "normal" school back in New York City. With my BFFs on one side and confidence on the other, boys had flocked over me. Now Amira was in the hot seat, and I was left as the new girl, the easterner, the "mutual stranger": I felt as though I knew even less about Amira and the others than I knew about them. How would I learn to sit as comfortably and talk as effortlessly with them as I had with my former best buds?

((I don't know what Shooter actually looks like, so I just took a stab at it and guessed.

Somebody seems a little jealous...

Also, something that would be important to note: as an aspiring actress, it's difficult to tell how Lyric is really feeling, as she has been covering up her own insecurities for years.))

[thatdragonboy]

For a few enraged moments, Rymber played with thoughts of persuing the boy and giving him something else to worry about. Luckily for the boy, Rymber was still in dire need of some food and decided the scrony boy wouldn't be a filling meal. Instead he stepped into the cafeteria line and procceded to pile his plate with every meat he could find. At the end of the line, many students and cafe workers were giving him strange glances, but none of them dared ask the question so obviously on their minds.
The lunch room was full of many different characters, all smelling of different things. One of those scents matched an earlier one he remembered: a large feline. He felt his inner self mentally Rymber went and sat down near the edge of the cafeteria and tried his best to keep his senses closed. The first few steaks were gone in seconds and left him feeling more at ease. Of coarse that feeling couldn't last long because just then Amira stepped in... with someone else.
Rymber wouldn't have thought anything of it if it hadn't been for the connection immulating off of them. Stunned, Rymber couldn't think of an appropriate reaction. He couldn't help but open his hearing back up and keeping in touch with what them spoke. When Amira said that the fellow next to her was her boyfriend, everything seemed to stop. She LIED to me! The room seemed to heat up and for a second Rymber thought he'd let himself reak havok on the backstabing liers. But then he stepped in and calmed himself. This is what had happened at his last school. Still fuming, he abruptly stood up and stared at Amira for a few seconds. He could feel his inner griff rise before he turned and marched out the door. Once outside, he jumped into the nearby forest and lost himself.

((I agree Lyric, someone is a little jelous.
Posting Kronos after Marean's charry.))

[E'jira]

Ejira~

"In a sor─" she had begun her answers only to be interrupted by questions from a different person. Her gold eyes sparked with recognition when she saw Spec and she took it by herself to answer properly. "The man there," she explained, gesturing to John, a few locker doors wrapping their metal bodies around the vampire to prevent his escape again.", was so very close to murdering this young mademoiselle before you stepped in." More lies for her to cloak herself in. Centuries of this is what made these spill forth so easily. To her, she owed a proper apology to the illusionist. Hopefully giving him a chance at someone he so clearly showed feelings for would be enough...was it so clearly shown, or was it just one of her weird powers. She could never tell.

Either way, she decided she would weave a few more lies about what happened while Cailyn was unconscious before exiting the hall. "With a spell provided by moi, you drew the poison from her veins so one day this lady would awake to think of her brave rescuer fighting a vampire with the help of few others."

Providing a short applause, she continued. "I must say, Bravo my good lad, thou hast saved this young lady's life."

Thoughts pecked at her mind, tearing away a bit of her concentration. The smallest hint of reptilian features, a peek of scales, appeared near the palms of her hands and around her eyes. She shook her head and they disappeared, floating off her skin like the vampire details from earlier. "The girl must be famished and weak though...A meal perhaps? Dinner by the pond. I believe mortals─Eh hem, pardon me─ Merfolk, do appeal to such activities if not in the bodies of Di-hydrogen Monoxide that cover this Earth..."

As much as Ejira wanted to learn more of the three others in the hall, the book she had left on her bed beckoned her more. The book itself was one of Julius' secret diaries of his conquests of Europe, the entire collection stolen away by the nightling before his death. That particular volume contained one of many of the names Ejira had adopted and abandoned throughout the years. 'Amser' or Time as the Romans had gone to call her, had befriended the man, even claimed him as her Watcher before he was slaughtered by enemies and a lesser known Nightling. They were all later killed by Ejira.

Snapping back to reality, she relaxed, moving to lean on one of the stone walls before sitting on the floor. Her red hair pooled around her and she frowned. Flicking the inside of her right palm, an odd action, she brought feeling back into it, having lost it during thought. "By the way...The name is Galenorth. Ejira Galenorth."

[thatdragonboy]

Kronos

Kronos was indulging on their conversation that he had not heard the final party member appear. Only when the knowing-girl stopped mid-sentence did he recognize the sound of another pair of lungs. He thought about just fading out, but sided against it. Instead he turned and took the fellow in. The girl seemed comfident enough with reorganizing the boy's future. Taking a second or two, Kronos stepped over to the vampire and examined its face and structure. After doing so, he stepped back into the space he had just occupied and played upon the girl's idea. "In English, good job-" He took a second to find the kid's name. "Spec. We congradualate you on a job well done. This poor girl here will need your help. The nurse will be ready to recieve her in roughly an hour. So please help her by starting the healing process." He indicated to to the girl lieing on the ground.

The knowing-girl seemed to falter in her dimensional connection for a second. She shifted forms slightly, but reverted. Somehow, Kronos knew this was normal. Leaving his square of ground, Kronos also stepped to the adjacent wall and leaned against it. "And mine's ... lets see, Kronos. Kronos Vandguardin."

[Kokonutkairi]

º•˙Spec˙•º

"What?" I blinked blankly at the woman, who I still thought of as nothing less than a skyscraper. Whether it was because she was speaking in an accented old English, or I was just too stupid to comprehend what she was saying, her explanation flew over my head like a football.

The pale guy must of picked up on my dumbfounded state, for he translated, "In English, good job...Spec. We congratulate you on a job well done."

"Er, thanks," I mumbled, bravery nonexistent in my tone. Then, something strange happened: I nestled my eyes on Cailyn, on her graceful form upon the ground. I gulped in a helping of air, then proceeded for seconds. Puffing out with pride, confidence flowed into my veins. Immediately, I rushed to the mermaid's side, prepared to assist her in any way possible (if that was even possible). Nevertheless, I wanted to help her, to truly help her no matter what.

I was so consumed with being by Cailyn's side and attending to her every need that I nearly missed Ejira and Kronos's introductions. "Well," I muttered, rising to face the two. "You both seem to know my name already." To tell you the truth, I was a bit disturbed by the fact that Kronos had known my name right off the bat, without as so much as a hint about it. At least I was saved the trouble of having to explain my stupid name to them.