Evan was surprised at that but just grinned. " Well, I think I should go take a walk, it is awful beautiful out and it would be lovely. " He said heading outside to be alone

Azurian nodded. Opening his palm, he was quickly engulfed in a bright light, teleporting him back to B1.

He sits on the stairs next to a window, silently staring off into space, waiting for somebody he was familiar with to speak with him. He felt anxious, some new urge to use his powers was forming deep within him.

(Some time passed...)

Nicote was already in the room behind his curtains when Newt came back in. Every few minutes a giant explorsion was heard that shook the room quite a bit.

Newt tapped the curtain. "Nicote, what are you doing in there?"

The next eplosion knocked Newt off his feet. "Ok, he's not talking."

He could hear the commotion in the rooms, deciding not to go in just yet he stands, walking down the stairs and out to the hall. He quickly looks around, rushing down and out of the school to the archery field.

Newt finally opens the curtains..and finds one of Nicote's pet dragon in there (smal dragon). He screams and runs out of the room.

At the archery feilds, Nicote is riding Crocus (his large dragon) and firing arrows at targets. He froze when he saw Nike. He quickly jumps off Crocus. "It's..not what you think.."

He shrugs, not really caring about whatever he should have been thinking. "Is there something wrong with practicing?" He asks, arching a brow curiously. Without waiting for an answer he creates a fireball that hovers over his palm and quickly throws it at a target, hitting right in the middle and going through. He quickly waters down the grass where the fire landed.

Azurian sat outside, just by the door of his dorm.

Evan finally returned to his dorm, he looked a little tired but other then that he was fine. He sighed, almost in a sad way. All he had came in for was his phone before heading back towards the outside door but stopping and just staying there almost unwilling to go outside. Calling his friend he continued to talk and vent or a little while before checking the time, he went and got his bow knowing soon classes would start.

(gtg)

Nicote shrugged and kept shooting from Crocu's back. "It's a dragon. My sibs hate it-well, except maybe for Evan. Crocus isn't even supposed to have come."