Vivens Incubus (Private RP, invite Only)

[Chaoswolf]

Azazel slowly approached her and stuck out his hand to help her up. "Well, it looks like you might have had a pretty bad fall." Though what she could have fallen from was beyond him. Maybe she had tripped. Her confusion was sort of cancling out his suspicion...but then, maybe she got into this school for acting or something.

[g i n g e r.]

Adriana pulled herself up with his help and her confusion on her face was still there. "S-sorry..." she apologized, although she had no clue why.

(wb...)

[Chaoswolf]

Azazel searched her eyes carefully. Could she have been capable of what happened tonight? For some reason he didn't want to believe it..."Well, as long as you're alright..." He said awkwardly, letting go of her hand. He glanced out of the door to check if anyone was listening. "I would look out if I were you...I mean....whatever happened tonight....those windows didn't break themselves. I can tell this isn't really your style but, try and be careful, okay?"

[g i n g e r.]

Ada nodded slowlyd her eyebrows furrowed together tryin to remember. "It was... it was... him" she whispered, half to herself. She couldn't quite put her finger on who it was though... though.The girl frowned, upset she cant remember

[Chaoswolf]

Azazel raised a brow. She knew who it was? Well, that meant she was involved right? Or maybe she had just seen. "Who? That Carson guy?" he asked, referring to his roommate...He was not looking forward to seeing him tonight. "Or was it the other blond guy?"

[g i n g e r.]

Ada shook her head. "I dunno... I dont THINK it was anyone here... hes too old ." She said. She took a step back to plop down on her bed. "All I know is I hate him." She mttered, half to herself.

[Chaoswolf]

"Gee, that helps..." Azazel said, dripping sarcasm. "Anyway, whenever you figure out what's going on at this asylum, can you let me know? Wait, I take it back, I don't want to know...I don't want to know anything about any of this." And he meant it too, in case of a Special battle he was at a stark disadvantage...his powers were only strong when the target was asleep. "Anyway, nice that your okay and all. I guess I'll see you in class." He inched towards the door.

[g i n g e r.]

Ada nodded, barely listening. Her whole memory of the past night was foggy. As was most of the crap she remembered. She pretty much only could remember the past two years and and the shadow guy at times. "Trust me, you dont need to worry about my safety. Im perfectly fine." She rassure Azazel with a briskk nod. This was the complete opposite of her normal self. She was just troubled.

[Chaoswolf]

Azazel nodded. She was distracted and well...he was sort of creeped out. He thought it was best to get a move on. With a wave of his hand, he went back to his room and was somewhat grateful that he had gotten back first. He hurried to get ready for bed. Maybe if his roommate thought he was asleep they wouldn't have to discuss the freakish events of tonight or have time to accuse each other of being dangerous.

Riley and Rory quietly exchanged stories of the night. Riley of course, said everything from the time he left the dining hall to when Azrael left, skipping the part about her nice legs. They had a pretty good list of people to watch out for, but they were guessing there might be more out there. Rory's story was far more interesting. Apparently his Crow's eye had caught that auburn haired girl that had stepped from the shadows, talking with the shadowy bad guy. Riley whistled. "Yeah, but do you know what they were saying?"

"Sort of, but it didn't make any sense."

"Then you've got no proof that she's on his side."

"I have proof enough," Rory growled. "Stay away from her."

"Hey, I will if you will."

And with all that said they went to bed.

[g i n g e r.]

Ada sighed, giving up. She just couldn'yt remember although she knew it. With an impatient sigh she got ready for bed, taking her har down and shaking the wsves out il the cascaded down her shoulders. She sighed and climbed into bed, her head rested on the pillow.

Carson entered his room. He had to sharee it with some guy. So he sighedd and didn't go to bed quite yet, even though t was a bit past midnight. He sa down at hi desk, thinking about the nights events. Why did the windows break, and why were their so many specials in one location? He had no idea.