Principal~ "SIT DOWN AND NO FIGHTING AND WERE IS MOIRA!" she shouted angrily

Caster

pulls out a sleeping dart "sorry cain" injects cain with the sleeping stuffs and lays him down on the chairs.

Moira Hazlett

Location: Her apartment
Company: Strangers
Current Theme: Perfectionist Complex
Items: Bags, water bottle

It was nearly time. This knowledge made Moira finally open her eyes, crimson hues briefly glancing about the room. Her gaze flicked upwards, focusing on the clock to be sure. She took a deeper breath as she stood up, pausing to straighten her clothes. She gathered her bags, making use of the varying straps to hang them from her shoulders. She could easily drop them like this if she needed to. The briefcase, however, she would hold in her left hand. Two fingers gingerly curled around the strap of the bottle. With this arrangement, she headed to the front door of her apartment. She paused at this door, hearing several voices outside, among other things. It was a baffling array of sounds. She could swear she heard a wolf howling.. Quite unusual for an urban area.

A moment later, she opened the door to step outside, gazing upon the scene before her humble abode. Her attention was first drawn to a carriage of all things. It struck her as a highly impractical method of transportation. Next were the people. She could only assume that most of these young looking people were her classmates.. Clearly nonhuman at that. She was just in time to watch one boy be stabbed with silver by a girl.. Perhaps there was a conflict? She closed the door behind her, half turning to lock it before she approached the carriage. Her stride was steady, giving off a relaxed impression that hid a tension behind it. This was the correct time.. Yet, with this scene, she was not sure that this was what she had been waiting for. She paused a couple yards away from the carriage, taking a handful of moments to study "Greetings.." She was even more taken aback by the only adult's behavior.. The woman was yelling, her voice only adding to the cacophony these people were making. It was entirely lacking any professionalism.. Perhaps enrolling was a mistake after all.

From morning 'til midnight, I can't find a reason.
This world keeps on turning without a single motive.
The value of this life results to nothing much.
Even if I were to die nothing would change.

caster

rests cains head on lap

Cain quickly fell asleep, under the impression of the sleeping dart.

principal~ "Moira I presume? if so come on in and... well... try not to kill anyone im sorry about them..." the principal explaind what was going on and introduced everyone "... and that's Cain yes the one that's now asleep..."

About an hour later, Cain woke up to a new person, but he said nothing and just sat back in his seat.

Caster

Blushes "Yes that's what happened im Caster if ya didn't know and I am most happy to meat you " he smiled and started stroking cain's hair absent mindedly then stopped quickly as cain sat up

Cain sent a look at Caster, but didn't say anything. He then looked at the girl. " Who are you? "

Adriane


looks out the window and throws a pice of papper at cain. then looked at cain and put a finger to her lipps and looked away.

the note read:


Cain sorry for what i did and said... i realy didnt mean to hert you... sorry im just... not OK im messd up and cant find a situation to pin myself to reality...


Truly sorry,
Adriane